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chubbyreaderwriter · 1 year ago

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Play House Pt 2

Dandy Mott x Chubby/Plus Size Reader

Imagine: Dandy always makes you play House with him whenever you visit.

Word Count: 4.8k

Warnings: smut

Part 1 Masterlist

The LONGGGG awaited Part 2!!

It had been two peaceful weeks since the last time you had seen Dandy and you couldn’t get him out of your head. Every night in your dreams, the scene of what might have happened had you not been interrupted played in your mind. Your feelings were conflicted and you didn’t want to return to that house until you knew what you wanted. With every single call to your home, you regretted being nice to him more and more. He demanded you to return to him, offering more and more money to your mother. You knew she needed it but she declined because of your wishes. But she had run out of excuses for you now and you had to go back.

Your mother drove you once more towards the house much grander than your own and you felt nervous. Dandy had always been unpredictable but you were worried how he would act with you now. The car had stopped but you still hadn’t got out yet. Your mother turned to you, “It’s just one night, what’s the worst that can happen. I’ll make sure to come by as early as I can to pick you up, okay?” You didn’t respond, just nodded in agreement and stepped out, hesitantly walking up to the door as you heard your mother’s car driving away. You lightly knocked on the door, looking down at your feet as you waited for someone to answer.

Dandy’s mother opened it this time and she looked relieved to see you, “Oh thank goodness, Dandy has been having one of his tantrums today and I just know that seeing you will put him in a good mood.” Before you could even say hello, she dragged you inside and closed the door, calling out, “Dandy, come look who’s here.” You heard a thud and then a door being opened and Dandy’s voice replying, “I don’t care mother, leave me alone.” His mother, not wanting to spoil the surprise, continued, “But she’s come all this way, just to see you dear.” You heard heavy footsteps as if he was stomping his way over to the stairs where he could see you standing next to his mother.

Almost instantly, his whole demeanour changed and he perked up. He practically ran down the stairs, excitement on his face, then anger, turning to his mother, “Why didn’t you tell me she was coming, I needed time to prepare.” His mother stuttered but Dandy ignored her in favour of taking your hand and leading you upstairs towards his room. The doors to his playroom were open as you were dragged past it and you saw everything was tipped over and thrown all over the floor. Dandy opened his bedroom door and was only too happy to pull you in and lock the door behind you. He turned to you, a strange smile on his face, “Oh, it has been far too long, hasn’t it.” You didn’t say anything, you couldn’t think of anything to say. Your mind was reeling from what had just happened within the span of the last 2 minutes and how you’d gone so quickly from being safe outside the doors to being trapped in Dandy’s bedroom once again with no ways of escaping until early morning.

If Dandy was agitated by your lack of response, he didn’t show it, seemingly all too content with just having you back in his presence once more. He stayed close to you, keeping you cornered against the wall, his hands pressed flat either side of your waist to stop you from moving away. He leaned his face in close and took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your neck. Your chest rose and fell quicker than normal, your nerves getting the better of you. Dandy seemed to be entranced by the movement of your breasts rising upwards, having them spilling out over the top of your corset style dress that was tapered in at the waist and layers of soft fabric flowed over the curve of your hips and down past your knees to your mid calf. It was a modest dress with short puff sleeves and one your mother had bought you for your birthday last year. It seemed wearing it was a mistake as Dandy slowly licked his bottom lip, eyes slowly raking over your plump form, “Such a delightful body, I wanna see what it looks like underneath it all.” He grinned and your eyes widened, “N-now hold on a minute Dandy, you have to charm a lady first.” You were panicking, you weren’t the type of girl who just went about stripping for the first guy who asked. Dandy raised a confused eyebrow, “But darling, I’ve already charmed you, you’re my wife remember and we need to make a baby to start playing a proper game of house don’t we?”

You let out a nervous laugh and raised your hand, “But Dandy if I’m your wife I would have a wedding ring and since there is no ring on my finger, I can’t play the role of your wife. A-and it would be improper to engage in such activities before marriage, wouldn’t you agree?” Dandy said nothing but his brow was furrowed and you wondered if you had perhaps pushed your luck with his seemingly bipolar personality. He sighed and pushed himself back away from you, smoothing his hair back with his hand, “Hm I suppose you’re right, wait here, I’ll be back in a moment.” He walked out of the room and headed down the corridor into another room. You stood still for a moment wondering whether it would be worth it to try and leave but your thoughts drifted back to your mother and how much she needed this money. Your father had passed away a few years ago and ever since your mother had been struggling to make ends meet for the two of you, even with both of you working. If you did as you were told and stayed the night, Mrs Mott had promised your mother a lot of money to compensate for your company. As much as you found him insufferable, you knew there was worse situations to be in, so you decided you’d suck it up and deal with it for your mother.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of shoes clicking on the marble floor outside. Dandy re-entered the room with his hands behind his back. You moved away from the wall and Dandy took your left hand into his, keeping his other behind his back. He had a large grin on his face, the sight of which stirred up your nerves as you could only imagine what he had planned that would make him so giddy. He bounced forward on his feet and giggled to himself, placing a soft kiss on the back of your hand as he went down onto one knee, bringing up his other hand to show off a small navy blue velvet covered box. You couldn’t stop the gasp from escaping your mouth at the sight of it, putting two and two together. Your right hand came up to place itself on your chest, as if you could try to stop your heart from racing on the outside. You swallowed as Dandy let go of your hand to open the box, revealing a very beautiful ring inside of it. You couldn’t deny that it was a lovely ring and it looked incredibly expensive, “Oh my, Dandy I-”

Dandy grinned at your reaction, mistaking your nervousness for excitement, “I know dear, nothing but the best for my darling wife.” He took the ring out of the box and placed it upon your ring finger, his grip was firm enough you didn’t dare attempt to pull your hand away from him. As Dandy stood up, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from your hand, the ring felt a bit tight on your finger but not uncomfortably so, perhaps you just weren’t used to wearing much jewellery as you couldn’t afford to buy real gold and silver. As you lifted your hand to look at the ring, you noticed the ring band held small diamonds all around it as well as the main stone which was a soft oval shape. Your words caught in your throat as your mouth gaped, your finger held probably a years worth of rent right then. Your eyes drifted back to Dandy who was staring at you with a huge grin on his face, his hands clasped behind his back, seemingly very pleased with your reaction, “I knew you’d love it, though still not as beautiful as you, my love.”

“Oh Dandy, this is too much, especially for a game,” if possible, Dandy’s grin only widened, “Well that’s just it, I don’t want to play a game anymore. I want you as my betrothed, picture it, my darling wife.”

Your eyes felt as though they were going to pop out of their sockets, you were in such disbelief, ‘what is happening?!’ you thought to yourself. “You can’t possibly be serious, I’m no one, we just played together a few times as kids! You want me to be your wife? You could have anyone why me?!” From the sudden anger in Dandy’s eyes, you wondered if you’d perhaps said the wrong thing. Dandy took a single step closer, but it was enough to close the distance between you. You didn’t dare to open the gap again in fear of riling him up further. Dandy looked over your face, his hand coming up to lightly brush the back of his knuckles over your cheek. “I don’t have to explain myself, I want you my dear and I will do everything in my power to have you. I would give you everything you desired.” Your heart was sure to thump its way out of your chest, you couldn’t believe this was happening to you. Before you could think of a response, he continued, “There’s something different about you, you’re not like other people, you’re special. You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, the best woman a man could wish for and I deserve nothing but the best. I will settle for no one else.”

Your cheeks flushed as he spoke, he was so passionate about this, about you. His words were genuine and you couldn’t deny the warm feeling you felt in your stomach from the way he spoke so fiercely about you. Your brain was unable to form a competent reply and so in the heat of the moment, spurred on by his declaration of affection, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his. Your kiss was soft and gentle, your hand lightly pressed on his broad chest. You slowly pulled away, eyes opening to watch out for Dandy’s response wondering if you had made the worst mistake of your life. You couldn’t help it though. In all your years, you’d never heard someone, much less a handsome man, talk about you with such desire, such passion. You couldn’t deny, it moved you and you felt like he deserved some kind of reward for that at least. Dandy seemed to be frozen until his eyes slowly opened, his brown hues alight with a deep fire. Your mouth opened with the intention of asking if he was alright but you were interrupted by his hands cupping the sides of your face, pulling you towards him for a much deeper kiss, his tongue seeking out yours for a battle of dominance. Obviously, he won and as much as you’d refuse to admit it, he was a very good kisser. His lips were soft and his clean shaven face meant there wasn’t any stubble scratching against your chin. Before you could stop it, a soft moan left your mouth. Dandy halted for a moment before he started moving closer towards you, making you move backwards until your legs unexpectedly hit the back of his large bed. You fell back and Dandy was quick to move atop of you, one hand laid next to your head, the other still cupped your cheek, his thumb lightly brushing over your face, “Such beauty. And it’s all mine.”

“Dandy wait I-” a breathy gasp escaped you, cutting off your sentence as the man in question had started kissing down the side of your neck. It felt nice, really nice actually, and your hands hesitantly placed themselves on Dandy’s shoulders, feeling the hard muscle underneath his buttoned shirt. You felt his hands wriggling underneath your back to pull at the strings of your corset and with each tug of his hand, the fabric became looser around your torso. Without thinking, or perhaps you knew what you were doing but didn’t want to admit it, you arched your back to give his hands the access they needed to compete the task easier. This meant your breasts had lifted towards Dandy’s face which he seemed only too happy about as you felt his hands move faster as they got closer to the top. You felt relief as the corset was fully loosened, until Dandy’s hands pulled the dress down from the waist to bunch the fabric up around your hips. Your torso was now fully exposed.

Your face turned red and your hands immediately covered your breasts, “Dandy!” Said man made quick work of grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head with one hand, enjoying watching you squirm to try to pull yourself from his grip. His strength impressed and terrified you at the same time as he made holding you down seem easy. His free hand slowly cupped your breast and you heard a shuddered gasp leave his lips. “Don’t you ever hide yourself from me, do you understand. You’re my wife now, I am your husband and it’s my right to touch you, to please you. And I will please you.” His words silenced you once more and you could only watch him caress your chest, pressing your lips together to stop any sounds from coming out and encouraging him.

It didn’t take long for his mouth to join in, a muffled moan filling the silence as he sucked on your exposed nipple. Your thighs pressed themselves together as his actions had spread a warm feeling throughout your body, settling in your lower stomach. The more he continued, the more you felt an unfamiliar ache grow between your legs. “We shouldn’t be doing this..” Dandy ran his hands down your sides, his touch being surprisingly gentle as he did so, stopping to grab your hips. “If you don’t want this then push me away.” You glanced down at him and it was at that point you realised he was no longer holding your wrists up and you moved your hands down. Seeing this, Dandy switched sides to attack your other nipple, the sensation forcing a moan out of you. Instinctively, your hand buried itself in the back of his hair. His teeth grazed against it in a soft bite and your reflex had you pulling on Dandy’s hair before you realised what you were doing. Your actions drew a long moan from Dandy and so you curiously pulled again, harder this time.

Dandy rushed to get off the bed, his hands going for your dress as he stood up. He quickly but carefully pulled the dress off you completely to throw to the side, his next target being your stockings and shoes. After removing those from your body, his fingers made quick work of the buttons down his shirt. You felt a little self conscious as his eyes raked over your almost completely naked form as he undressed himself but you remembered his words and didn’t hide yourself this time, not wanting to upset him. Once his shirt was unbuttoned, he shrugged it off and threw it in another direction, making a separate pile for his clothes.

There was no denying that Dandy was conventionally attractive. He was tall, handsome and now you had proof that he was in great shape as well. Had his personality been a little more, stable shall we say, he would’ve been the complete package. Looking at his toned muscles, especially his abs and biceps, had you blushing and you curled your fingers into fists to stop yourself from reaching out and touching him. Dandy saw you checking him out and practically crooned like a bird in mating, flexing for you as you looked over him. A large smirk stretched over his lips as he slowly undid his belt, very much enjoying the way your eyes followed his fingers as he did so.

His impatience outweighed his need to have his ego stroked and he made quick work of stepping out his trousers, kicking his socks and shoes off as he did. Both of you were left in your underwear. Unconsciously, your gaze found its way down to stare at his tight white undies and the bulge sticking out. His movement caught you off guard and you leaned up onto your forearms as Dandy started flexing into poses to show off his body. “What do you think?”

“Um, I think..” He returned to his previous position leaning over you and staring deep into your eyes, waiting for your answer. You decided to be honest with him, “I think you’re very handsome. Much too handsome to be interested in a girl like me.” Your voice was a soft whisper as you spoke. You couldn’t tell if Dandy was confused, angry or speechless, perhaps it was a mix of all three. You were stunned as you saw his eyes watering, why was he crying? His lips curved into an unnerving smile, his hand coming up to pet your hair, “I think I love you (Y/N).” Was there something wrong with your ears or did he really just say that? You barely knew the guy! Sure, you knew each other as kids but that was a long time ago and clearly a lot had changed since then, like Dandy’s psychotic tendencies.

Just as you started your disagreement, you were kissed once more, his mouth swallowing any words you’d planned on saying. His movements were more rushed. Erratic. His hands started grabbing at your skin as if trying to commit every curve to memory. You barely registered Dandy moving himself between your legs. He wouldn’t give you much time to catch your breath before he was back to kissing you, it was turning your brain to mush. A soft touch along the waistline of your panties sent a shiver down your spine. As much as the rational side of you knew that you should’ve shut this down ages ago, a much more curious side of you had taken charge and was allowing Dandy to take control over you. It had felt good so far, it could only get better right?

During your thoughts, Dandy had shuffled his hand into your panties and his middle finger reached down to lightly trace the curve of your lips before pushing down to separate them, exposing your pussy to his eager fingers. His fingertip found your clit pretty easily, applying a gentle pressure before slowly moving around in circular motions. Your body took charge over your conscious and spread your legs a little wider, soft pants leaving your lips as you held onto his shoulders. His mouth had grown bored of your lips and found its way back to your breasts. The combination of teasing to your breasts and clit had you melting into the bedsheet fairly quickly; a lot quicker than you hoped. But you couldn’t help it. You’d touched yourself before but it didn’t feel as good as this, as good as Dandy was making you feel.

Dandy felt on cloud nine. No, higher than that. He had the girl of his dreams in his bed, with his ring on her finger and his hand in her panties. He’d waited too long for you to come around to see him again and he was determined to give you a damned good reason to not want to leave again. Even if you did try to leave, he wouldn’t let you, not now that you were his. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you as his fingers sped up a little. He took in every gasp and moan. He followed the curve of your neck as your head tilted back and traced the swell of your breasts with his eyes. You were perfect, just like he knew you would be.

Your pants grew louder as the warm feeling in your stomach turned into a tingling sensation, your lower half starting to squirm. Dandy didn’t stop, his fingers kept at it, not daring to disrupt as he watched your hands try to grab at the bedsheets before giving up and throwing your arms over your head. A small whine followed by a short cry bubbled in your throat, feeling yourself climax from Dandy’s fingers. You immediately felt too hot and tired, your chest heaving as Dandy moved his fingers down to coat them in your cum. He turned your face with his clean hand to look at him as he brought his other hand up to his mouth. The eye contact had you turning red with embarrassment as you watched him suck your juices from his fingers. “Just as sweet as you, my darling.”

He crawled over you, settling between your legs once more, placing your thighs over his hips. He lowered his crotch, pressing his clothed erection against your wet panties. You pressed your lips together to avoid making any sound, though it did feel good. That was the worst part about this situation. You were enjoying everything he was doing and you felt ashamed at the fact you wanted more. ‘Screw it,’ you thought, cupping his face in your hands to pull him down for another passionate kiss. He let out a whiny moan into your mouth as he started grinding against you. Your hips shifted underneath as that achy feeling had returned tenfold. Dandy’s movements suddenly slowed and now the friction wasn’t enough to get you close but enough to leave you wanting more. A series of whines left your mouth, trying to lift your own hips to set a new pace but the way Dandy was holding you down with his own body made it impossible.

Dandy was thoroughly amused by your impatience and chuckled in your ear, “What’s the matter love?” You huffed and tried again to move your hips, “I-I want more.” Dandy brushed his lips along your neck, his hands moving to your thighs to possessively grab at your skin, red marks being left behind. “More what? I’ll do anything for you darling, but you have to tell me.” You threw your head back in frustration, closing your eyes to avoid his gaze, “I want you to fuck me. Please!” He let out a deep groan into your ear, “Say it again.” His hips jerked against your own with a newfound ferocity and you sighed in relief. Dandy whined, “Say those words again (Y/N)”

“I want you to fuck me!” You didn’t intend to shout it but he was teasing you and it was making you frustrated. Dandy visibly shuddered from your words and in what felt like milliseconds, Dandy had both of your underwear off of you and throw to the side to join the scatters of clothes already littering the floor. You couldn’t help yourself to look at his dick, needing to see what exactly you had just asked for. Not that you had other experiences to compare it to but it certainly looked bigger than you were expecting. Dandy held eye contact with you as he rubbed his cock down between your pussy lips, wanting to watch every moment of this. You started squirming again after a few moments and Dandy was all too happy to pick up the pace, lining himself up. You gasped and your hand reached out to place against his chest, “Wait! I-It’s my first time, be gentle.” Your words only spurred him on more. He got to be the one to deflower you, to be the one and only man to see you like this, to touch you like this. It was almost enough to send him over the edge right then. He grabbed your hand on his chest and lifted it up to press a kiss to your palm, “Of course, princess.”

He pushed forward and almost immediately your back arched at the feeling. It burned but in a good way? It was painful to start but it was slowly filling your ache inside you. He halted in his movements, watching your face twist in agony, his heart caught in his chest. He forced himself to stay still though his body wanted nothing more that to ruin you for other men at that moment. But if he didn’t wait it would ruin the experience between the two of you and he didn’t want that. No, he only wanted to be associated with pleasure. Maybe some pain but not unwanted pain. A few moments went by with Dandy remaining frozen until you experimentally moved your hips. The burning hadn’t gone completely but it had lessened and there was a new feeling building. One that had your toes curling it was so good.

Dandy took your movements as a green light and slowly thrust himself deeper, forcing a moan from you. He was addicted to your sounds, thrusting deeper inside to elicit even more from you. You twisted your head to try to push it into the pillows beneath, your hands grasping handfuls of the covers underneath you. Dandy held the back of your thighs and pushed your legs up, creating a new position that had him angling into you to hit spots you didn’t know existed. A loud cry left you as he went faster, it felt amazing. Your hands come up over your head to grab onto the headboard, feeling like you needed to ground yourself somehow. Dandy’s eyes were glued on you, trying to burn the image of you taking his cock into his brain. You felt so good around him, he wasn’t sure he was going to last very long.

He leaned down whilst still keeping a harsh pace, “Does it feel good (Y/N)? Do you love the way your husband pleasures you?” You didn’t answer him, you couldn’t. Your mind was mush and all you could focus on was the oncoming orgasm you felt approaching. A series of pants and soft moans left you, slowly growing in volume. Dandy fucked you harder, only too eager to help you finish. His own orgasm was fast approaching too and he was quickly won over on the notion of you finishing together. His moans merged with yours and it was difficult to tell who was who as you both came close.

Your stomach moved up and down as you felt yourself right on the edge, when Dandy forced himself deep inside you, pushing you right over. Your legs shook as you came, turning your face to hide it in your arm and muffle the long moan that left your mouth. His own moan echoed in your ear as he leaned over you, your sweaty bodies pressed against each other. You gasped as you felt something warm inside you and it was then your brain unfuzzed itself and the reality of what just happened hit you. Your mouth felt incredibly dry. He had just came inside you without protection. You stayed frozen as he wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling his head into your neck. He didn’t pull out, apparently content with staying exactly where he was for the time being.

Your hand hesitantly came up to stroke his dark hair and a pleased sigh filled your ears. Dandy hummed, “I love you (Y/N), my dear wife.” You mentally groaned and slammed your head into the pillow. You sighed, you know what? You were exhausted, you could deal with all of this after you’d had some sleep. You made a move to roll out from underneath him but Dandy had seemingly already fallen asleep on top of you. You groaned, what exactly had you just gotten yourself into? Dandy’s arms wrapped tighter around you, holding you closer and a soft mumble of “mine” was barely heard in the silence. The hand in his hair, you gently ran your fingers through it, looking around the room. Okay, maybe it wasn’t completely horrible but certainly not where you expected it to end up. You looked down again at the ring on your finger, would this really be so bad?

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darling-i-read-it · 2 years ago

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Babysitter

Dandy Mott x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: dandy being dandy, straight up murder, descriptions of a womans dead body, gloria is trying to like sell dandy to women

Author’s Note: i do not know how to feel about this but dandy is still crazy adn sometimes that calls for a weirdly sectioned fic

Requested: by anon, Hey! Your Dandy Mott fics are absolutely scrumptious and I can’t think of anyone better to hand over this idea to. I was thinking Gloria hires Reader as a personal nurse/kinda nanny for Dandy to get him used to being close to ladies his own age but it totally backfires on her cause Dandy gets interested in Reader and throws huge tantrums when his mom tries to get him to pay attention to other (rich) women

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You really needed a job. The summer had started and now that you were out of school there was no excuse for you to be lingering around without a reasonable way to spend your time. You had scoured the town for help wanted signs, dropped off your resumes at every available desk and even visited the local circus to see if they needed someone to hand out tickets.

Some places answered.

None of the places were as interesting as Gloria Mott’s phone call. You hadn’t even been by her house, had no actual idea that she was attempting to hire. You had heard the horror stories of the Mott’s. Dandy had walked around town and caused ruckus but you had never actually met him.

Gloria’s phone call was high pitched and concerned.

“A babysitter? I’m sorry Miss. Mott, I was under the impression that Dandy was around my age.”

“Oh yes, he is! He’s just…a little stunted. In the most affectionate way possible! I would like someone his age to get to know him, get used to the idea of regular people.”

She said regular people like it was a slur. You had no idea what kind of abnormal people she was speaking about or if she was directly talking about Dandy. Regardless, she was willing to pay far too much money for you to just hang out with Dandy. You had babysat before, granted, no one close to your age.

It was between that or stocking shelves at the general store for below minimum wage.

That was how you arrived at the doorstep of a large house. You knocked on the door nervously, unsure what to expect. You teetered back and forth on your feet, peeking through the side window that had the curtains drawn. You jumped when the front door opened.

A woman answered the door wearing an apron. She had a disgusted look on her twisted face.

“You’re the new help?” she questioned.

“I…I guess so.” She didn’t move aside.

“I’m Dora Brown. Welcome to the freak show.” She finally backed up. “I’m the maid here. Gloria said you were here to babysit Dandy?”

“Yeah, I suppose. Though isn’t Dandy my age? Gloria didn’t really specify what my duties here would be.”

“Dandy’s behavior is obnoxious and unreasonable. He’s a spoiled brat who doesn’t know manners,” she seethed. You followed her through the house, trying not to be too amazed at the decor. You hadn’t realized how rich the Mott’s really were. You couldn’t imagine having this much money, enough to decorate the walls with unnecessary pastels.

“So I’m here to make sure he doesn’t act out?”

“I think you’re here to get him used to other people.” She stopped in front of a door. “Good luck with that.” Her tone of voice was not reassuring. She left you there, walking back down the long hallway with no instructions. You looked at the door, unsure what you were going to find behind it. You wondered if this was worth the money. Dora didn’t seem exactly happy. But who was happy at work?

You knocked on the door.

It swang open without much of a delay. Behind it was Gloria, her face pinched into a forced content look.

“Oh good! You’re here.” She moved aside and took your bag from you. “Dandy’s just in his room. If you could just make friends with him.” Her instructions remained vague and you didn’t think you were going to get anything else from her even if you pried. You cleared your throat.

“Why can’t Dandy make friends-”

“You’ll see dear, you’ll see.” She was ushering you towards the door at the end of the room. You suddenly felt unsafe; like she was leading you to slaughter. You had no room to protest because suddenly the door was open and you were being shoved inside.

The door shut harshly behind you.

It was like a children’s play room but enlarged. Toy horses the size of real ones were at the corners of the room. There was a bike and a chandelier. You looked around, absorbing everything rather slow, when your eyes finally landed on Dandy. He was sitting at the front of the room, in front of what looked like a puppet show stage. He stood up when the door shut behind you.

“You’re the girl my mother is paying to watch me?” he questioned. His tone was closer to singing than speaking. You cleared your throat and nodded. You had never seen Dandy in person, only heard the rumors. He was your age. Handsome, if it weren’t for the childish scowl on his face.

“Hi Dandy,” you breathed. “I’m Y/N.” You straightened your back. You had to do what you were paid here to do.

“Y/N.” He played your name on his tongue. He said it again, whispering it and then saying it loudly. “Like a toy.”

“Sure. Like a toy.” You approached him, still looking around the room. “How are you today?”

“Fine. You shouldn’t have to be here. My mother thinks I’m still a child.” He sauntered over to you, landing just in front of you. He observed it curiously, like you were nothing but an object. He put his hand on your arm, brushing down it, like you were made of practice.

“You’re not a child,” you told him. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Right?”

You nodded once.

“What do you like to do, Dandy? This room is pretty magnificent. I can’t imagine you getting bored.”

“I’m so bored,” he promised you. “All the time.” He gestured to everything. “My mother doesn’t like it when I speak about the circus or the clowns. I want to go to the circus Y/N.” You furrowed your brows.

“I haven’t heard much about the circus. What goes on there that’s so exciting?” You sat down on the round green couch in the center of the room. He turned to look at you, eyes wide.

“You haven’t heard?” You shook your head, a small smile on your face.

“No I haven’t.” He sat down beside you, words starting to tumble out of his mouth. He liked to hear himself talk and it was easy to get him going.

You weren’t quite sure what Gloria and Dora were going on about. Sure, Dandy was high maintenance. But he loved hanging out with you. He was a clingy mess, the second you allowed him to speak to you he never wanted you to leave. Multiple nights he insisted on you spending the night. You got used to him fairly quickly and had no issues getting paid to spend time with him.

Frankly, after a while, you grew to enjoy your time with Dandy. Having someone fawn over you endlessly and obsess over your every move was more enjoyable than anyone else gave him credit for. He had no interest in the circus after a while. Why would he, when he had you?

You got him fun trinkets from there when you passed by, pictures of the abnormalities he would go on and on about. He kept them on the wall and in the corner, a shrine to your presents.

Dandy was napping. He had to nap once a day, like a child, otherwise he would get cranky. Typically you read in the same room as him so he wasn’t surprised when he woke up without you. Dora liked to call you ‘Dandy’s favorite teddy bear’.

You had curled up beside him, holding the book open with two fingers. Gloria opened the door slowly, not wanting to wake him up.

“Afternoon,” you whispered. Dandy grumbled at the noise but didn’t wake up. She gave you a curt, whimsical nod.

“Tomorrow evening I’m having some ladies over. Your services won’t be needed.” You nodded once.

“Are you sure? Are they friends of yours or-”

“Potential suitors for Dandy,” she explained. “It’s better if you’re not here to distract him. Though your services have been increasingly valuable,” she admitted. Her voice was wispy. You nodded slowly, glancing down at his sleeping figure.

“No worries. Should I let him know?” She shook her head.

“I’ll let him know,” she said.

“Alright.”

She stared at you for a moment, awkwardly, like she wanted to say something else but nothing else came out. You watched her, evenly, until she left the room. You weren't sure when you had started to hold the cards over Dandy but it felt like you had more sway than her.

Dandy groaned. You brushed his hair out of his face and he nuzzled against your touch.

He reached forward, grabbing at your leg. You hummed and he put his head in your lap. You hummed till he fell back asleep.

It was odd not going to the Mott’s the next day. You wondered how Dandy was handling it. You spent the day pursuing the shops in town, finally having the money to spend. When you arrived back home your phone was ringing. You set down your bags and removed your sunglasses before picking it up.

“Hello?”

“Oh thank goodness.” You recognized Gloria’s phone voice. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for an hour. Where on Earth were you?”

“I was out, I thought I had this afternoon off,” you said. “Is everything alright?” You asked the question, despite being able to hear the ruckus in the background. There was a crash and a yelp from Gloria. You heard some muffled calling from Dora. Then an exasperated groan from Dandy.

“No! No, everything is not alright! Please come over!” It briefly occurred to you to ask for more money. Clearly your services were needed and Gloria’s pockets weren't exactly hurting. Instead you heard another annoyed groan from Dandy and nodded.

“I’m leaving right now.”

When you arrived you could hear the chaos from outside. Glasses shattering, plates breaking, screaming from an annoyed mother. You didn’t bother knocking, instead you just used your key and let yourself inside.

You followed the noises to the dining room.

“I don’t like those ladies' mothers! I don’t want those women, those foul overpriced women!” Dandy explained loudly. “I want Y/N!”

“Y/N is not a- stop throwing things!” Gloria’s strained voice exclaimed. You pushed open the door. There was glass shattered on the ground and beside it, a dead woman. She had a singular gunshot wound in her forehead. Her lips were still open, drool escaping her lifeless mouth. Your eyes floated around.

“Thank goodness you’re here,” Gloria exclaimed. “Dora will come clean this up. Please, please, just deal with him-”

Dandy ran over to you, throwing his arms around you. Your receptive actions were halted for a moment, as you took in the events in front of you.

“What happened?” you asked him as he held him against you.

“My mother tried to have me marry a different woman,” he seethed. “Doesn’t she know we’re supposed to be married?” Your eyes opened wide. You couldn’t exactly deny your connection to Dandy but neither of you had talked about anything exactly romantic.

“Oh Dandy,” you whispered. You brushed his hair out of his face. “Did you do this?”

“She wouldn’t leave me alone,” he explained, looking at the dead woman. She was older than him. Much older. Closer to Gloria’s age and status. You narrowed your gaze at her. Dandy was easy to annoy but he was worse when he was uncomfortable.

“I assure you, she was just being friendly,” Gloria said absentmindedly. You watched as she left the room to find Dora. You wondered if this unnamed woman’s death would be talked about at all, or if they would sweep it under the rug like everything else Dandy does.

“I didn’t like her,” Dandy whined. You nodded. He was still holding onto your arms, his grip tightening. You nodded once.

“That’s alright,” you whispered. “Let’s go get some air.” You dragged one of your hands down to his hand. You gripped it, lightly dragging him out of the room. He watched the unmoving woman as he walked. You led him through the front door and to the courtyard. It was empty of any other staff. You were grateful to be alone.

“I want to go out,” he muttered. “I don’t want to be here.”

“We can go somewhere else. Where would you like to go?”

“I don’t care,” he admitted. His hand remained in yours. He looked down at it, observing the intertwined fingers. He hummed, flexing his fingers in and out. “This is nice.”

“I’m sorry your mother tried to set you up with that other lady,” you whispered. He shook his head. Just the reminder of her made him upset. He had disposed of her and now would need no other reason to think of her.

“She’s gone now,” he told you. He said it like it was a promise, as though he had done it to protect you. “Where were you?”

“Your mother said you were having friends over. She said I didn’t need to come by.”

“You always need to come by,” he insisted. He raised his head and let go of your hand. “You’re not like mother or Dora. You listen when I speak,” he said, head straight. You gave him a gentle smile and he gave you one back.

You gestured down the courtyard.

“Should we take a walk?” He thought about it for a moment and then offered his arm. You wrapped your arm through his. He leaned against you and used you as a crutch. You wondered if you were going to get a phone call from Gloria, complaining about where Dandy was. She might even try to fire you, hire a new ‘nanny’ for Dandy, and try and set him right again.

“Do you think we could stop at the circus?” he questioned, voice suggestive. You both knew you weren’t supposed to go there.

“That’s a long walk.”

“We can take one of my cars.” He paused. “I have many.” You nodded slowly.

“Do you have the keys?” His lips turned up into a mischievous smile.

“I may.”

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my-st0ff · 2 years ago

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Curse

Chapter One

Fandom: American Horror Story

Pairing: Dandy Mott x female reader

Chapter Song: Curse of the Balckened Eye - Orville Peck (lyrics in bold)

Story Summary: When you, a devoted to work detective, are put on the case of the Motts, you rise to the challenge. Though you do your best to focus your attentions on all aspects of the case, the son of Mrs. Mott seems to be doing all he can to take up your time.

"Why and how did you leave Aubrey, Miss Mott?"

You hold focused eye contact with the woman that sat on the velvet couch opposite the one you warmed. One leg crossed over the other, and a notepad rested upon your thigh.

Mrs. Mott: "Please, again Detective, it's Mrs. Mott. I'm still lawfully wed"

You: "My apologies... So, about Mr. Mott"

Mrs. Mott: "Yes, of course. Well, by 27, I was planning on how I would get away. I always said, "I should work on my escape" to Dandy but stalled so much"

You: "Dandy was, what? Seven?"

You knew how wrong it was to try and have a child process their parents' separation. But you were not here to express any sort of opinion. So you remain stone faced.

Mrs. Mott: "Two"

You couldn't have heard her right. You think.

You: "Hm? Sorry, I didn't catch that?"

Mrs. Mott: "Little Dandy was two"

Her gaze drifts from yours, images of her son as a toddler replaying in her mind. This was only when your pupils flickered up to the topic of discussion. Dandy stood behind the sofa with a hand resting on the back of it, one by each of his mother's shoulders - a few inches from them. His towering stature had to lean a little for his palms to reach the back of the sofa. He had not yet said anything, as you had made it clear you had to talk to Mrs. Mott first. But it still felt so much like he was in charge of this whole ordeal.

You: "Okay, so"

You clear your throat.

"I must bring us back to topic. How and why did you leave Aubrey?"

A glimpse of offence flashes over her eyes before they join yours again in a polite manor.

Mrs. Mott: "He was suspicious, and it made me nervous in my own home. Coming home late in a scruff, yelling and hitting"

Though hearing things like this disgusted you, it barely had an effect on you after all the cases you had dealt with.

You: "Was this around the time he had committed his first murder? Is that correct?"

Mrs. Mott's jaw clenches, and as it does, Dandy's sinister glare you had been doing your best to ignore finally drops from you and lands on his mother.

Mrs. Mott: "My Aubrey did not murder anybody"

She says, avoiding eye contact. Urges to argue were drowned out by professionalism as you mustered up your next question.

You: "Did you have any other children, Mrs. Mott?"

Mrs. Mott: "No, I've been hiding out, running from the curse. I wouldn't dare bare another child. I got so very lucky with Dandy"

She answers instantly.

You: "The curse?"

Mrs. Mott: "Oh, don't play coy, detective"

She smiles down her nose at you.

"You've heard what people say about this family"

You: "You believe in the Mott curse?"

You felt silly asking something like this.

Mrs. Mott: "How could I not. Every man related to Aubrey displayed concerning behaviour similar to his. I was so lucky to have him, and not one of them"

The repetition of 'lucky' was curious.

You: "What about the women? Have any of the women in the Mott family tree been known to become violent or even just very abrasive?"

Mrs. Mott: "No, dear"

She smiles sweetly.

Mrs. Mott: "More tea?"

You peer down at the tea you had forgotten about and not touched once. Now presumably cold and staining the china.

You: "Um- no, thank you, ma'am... and what can you tell me about the disappearance of Tomas Mott?"

Dandy: "Oh, please, don't upset my mother"

The mystery chips in. Though you needed him to remain quiet until it was his turn to be interviewed. You were somehow so intrigued by him that you did not become irritated by this. You only realised after the fact how out of character it was for you to agree to him being in the room for hers. Dandy Mott held a threatening authority in this household, and the moment you entered the grand doors you could feel it.

You: "I understand this is a very difficult topic, for the both of you. But this would be so much easier for all of us if you would provide me with anything you know so that I don't have to dig deeper"

You return your now empathetic gaze to his mother.

"Either way, I fully intend to find out what happened to your son, Mrs. Mott"

Mrs. Mott: "I don't want to- I won't discuss this. I think I have given you enough, detective"

Her voice pitches up a sylobal.

You: "Of course, but I will need to hear more about your son from you personally at some point or another, ma'am"

Dandy: "Goodie, my turn"

He rolls his eyes and moves impatiently around the sofa as his mother leaves the room.

Mrs. Mott: "I'll be reading in my bedroom if I am needed"

She calls back without giving a second glance.

Dandy finally enters the light upon stepping in front of the couch and then sitting. He had glass skin and stiff-with-jell hair. His thin lips lay permanently downturned, and his hands clasped together between his lap. His legs a bit apart. You smile at him modestly.

You: "Right, let's begin"

You clear your throat once again.

You: "As you already know, I am Detective y/n y/l/n. I am here today to ask you a few questions regarding the disappearances surrounding the Mott family"

The fail to continue when you notice Dandy's yawning habit.

Dandy: "Why are you telling me all this crap?"

You smile and huff in a laugh. Remaining polite and professional.

You: "I have to, Mr. Mott"

Dandy: "Yes, but I've just heard you give this whole schpiel to my mother. I was in the room, remember?"

He continues, his bratty tone grinding on you just a little.

You: "You really weren't supposed to have been but-"

Dandy: "My house, my rules, right?"

He smirks.

You: "Of course, I can make small exceptions to make sure I am respecting people's comfortability"

Dandy: "It is appreciated, detective"

He gives a small stirring smile. No clear signs were given as to if it were genuine or not. Before you could voice any questions, Mott leaned forward, his elbows on his knees.

Dandy: "May I ask you a question before we begin?"

You curled your lips inwards, as you did when thinking, for a moment.

You: "Go ahead"

Dandy: "Are you being paid for all aspects of what you're putting into this case?"

You: "I beg your pardon"

Your brows knit softly in confusion.

Dandy: "Are you just doing what you're assigned to be, or are you doing, how do I say vigilante work on this case also? Since police and detectives have been investigating this family for years, they don't seem very interested anymore. But you do"

He studied your whole form as he spoke like a fish in a tank.

You: "I just take my work very seriously, Mr. Mott"

You choose a short and non-fuffiling answer. You pushed on to keep this interview professional.

Dandy: "That I see... just wondered"

He retreats back from his lean.

Dandy: "Please continue"

You: "You and Tomas were twins, is that correct?"

Dandy: "Yes"

You: "Were you close growing up"

Dandy: "Very"

Though he answered you promptly, his attentions had already been stolen by the window behind you.

You: "How so? What sort of things did the two of you get up to together? How did you bond?"

Dandy: "We went fishing"

He smiles fondly.

You: "Sounds nice. And do you remember exactly how old the two of you were when he went missing?"

Dandy: "16."

You: "What year was it?"

Dandy: "42, 1942."

You: "And what month was it?"

Dandy: "March."

His eyes flick back into yours.

Dandy: "What the actual hell are these questions?"

He laughs. You push on.

You: "And where were you the night he disappeared?"

Dandy: "At home, asleep. It was in the middle of the night."

You: "Was it?"

Shit, you think. Shouldn't have asked that. That surely made him nervous. This isn't an interrogation, y/n.

Dandy: "Oh, please, we both know he ran off in the middle of the night"

He come backs strong.

You: "How are you sure?"

Dandy: "He was to be married in a month's time to a servent lady, realisation took him a while I'll admit but when it hit him that he was bringing that sort of dishonour to the Mott name he thought his only option was to run."

Your almost impressed.

You: "You've had a lot of time to think on it, and you have been using it, I see"

Dandy's face screws into a disappointed glare.

Dandy: "Of course I have. He was my twin brother, for heavens sake"

Was.

You: "The whole ordeal hurt you alot then, yes?"

Dandy: "To this day, detective. It hurts. I sat around wishing so many times that I would die... but I learnt that eventually, there really is no point dwelling on the past"

Dandy stands with dominance.

Dandy: "That's all you need, yes?"

You: "As a matter of fact, no. May I ask you to sit back down, sir?"

Dandy: "As a matter of fact"

He mocks.

"Look, it's true, if that is what you want to hear"

You stand as well, notepad in hand and pen in the other. In an attempt to catch up with his movements.

You: "What is, Dandy?"

You accidently use his fist name in a state of urgency.

Dandy: "True it follows me around. The Mott curse, I'm sick like the rest of the men that have come and gone"

He gives you a side glance from where he stands away from you.

Dandy: "I'd keep an eye on me if I were you, y/n"

He repeats the use of informal referral. Then casually leaves the room.

Dandy: "Dora will show you out"

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nemesyaaa · 11 months ago

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XKZKKZKS THE WAY THIS IS SO ACCURATE ??? OR AT LEAST, I EXACTLY SEE HIM LIKE YOU ?? OBVIOUSLY 100% POSSESSIVE, CHILDISH RAGE, ATTENTION SEEKER AND TOXIC. BUT AT LEAST, HE LOVES YOU, HE WANTS YOU, WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU ???? HE'S SICK AND JUST WHAT I NEED ??? need me a boyfriend so obssessed

Dandy shows his love by buying you extravagant gifts, mostly and it can get ugly if he doesn’t think you appreciate it enough. YES, HE'S A RICH MAN ✨‼️

So messy. That doesn’t matter to him in the slightest. Someone bothering you? Not anymore they can’t. LMFAOOO WE ALL KNOW THAT BLOOD DOESNT BOTHER HIM AT ALL. IT'S HIS THING FOR REAL

He cannot stand to be ignored. Any time he’s around he expects your full and enthusiastic attention. I WILL GIVE WHAT HE WANTS 😩😩😩

He’ll lash out at you, maybe even slap you which he’ll regret and try to make up for later. WHY I'M JUST SO CRAZY OVER HIM....WHY

Dandy Mott Yandere Alphabet

A = Attachment (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

Dandy shows his love by buying you extravagant gifts, mostly and it can get ugly if he doesn’t think you appreciate it enough.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

So messy. That doesn’t matter to him in the slightest. Someone bothering you? Not anymore they can’t.

C = Clingy (Do they require your attention at all times? How do they act when you ignore them?)

He cannot stand to be ignored. Any time he’s around he expects your full and enthusiastic attention.

D = Dependent (Are they codependent? Do they want you to rely solely on them for your care/protection?)

Dandy will be very upset if you turn to anyone but him to protect you. He’s very codependent and despite his outward confidence, also insecure.

E = Excess (Would they spoil or pamper you? To what extent?)

He’d spoil you rotten. Any wish or whim and whatever it is, it’s yours.

F = Fatal (Would they kill you? Kill for you?)

He would kill you but only if you pushed him to it. And then he’d probably kill himself afterward. And he’d certainly kill for you with ease and he’d enjoy it.

G = Give Up (What are they willing to sacrifice for you?)

Really, next to nothing. He’ll say he sacrifices for you, but it’s not anything that he’ll ever actually miss.

H = Harsh (How do they take to you mouthing off to them or saying something they don’t want to hear?)

He’ll lash out at you, maybe even slap you which he’ll regret and try to make up for later.

I = Inseparable (What are they like when you’re not with them? Do they check in on you constantly, or feel lost without you?)

Unless it’s his idea, it’s rare for Dandy to not be with you. He totally feels lost without you and tries not to stay away for any length of time.

J = Jilted (How do they act when met with rejection from you?)

Childish rage. He’ll throw an outright temper tantrum. Then he’ll forget about it and start from scratch until you eventually do accept him.

K = Kidnap (Would they ever abduct you just to have you to themselves for a while?)

He definitely would. You’re his prize, and once caught, you’ll be kept in his house unless he took you out himself.

L = Lines (Do they cross lines with you? What ones? Is it something they know they’re doing?)

Dandy will cross any line he has to. He tells you he hates to, but you know it’s a lie. He’ll do whatever he wants whether you like it or not.

M = Manipulation (Would they manipulate you? How? And would you realize that’s what was happening?)

He won’t really manipulate you, simply because he’s deluded enough to think you’ll already do exactly what he wants when he wants.

N = Naive (Do they like you pliant or do they prefer you to challenge them?)

He doesn’t like a challenge, so staying pliant and agreeable is your best way of staying safe around him.

O = Ownership (Do they feel possessive of you? How do they act when you’re around others?)

He’s 100% possessive of you. You’re his and his alone. He doesn’t even like anyone to set eyes on you if he can help it.

P = Petulant (Are they moody? Easy to anger? Or are they patient and forgiving around you?)

He’s very moody and extremely easy to anger. He does put on a very sweet act around you but it can turn on a dime.

Q = Quit (Would they quit any of their behaviors for you if you asked?)

No. God no. You’re just his pet, his possession. He’s not going to change for you.

R = Rules (Would they have rules for you? Brainwash you? Teach you the right way to be theirs?)

His main rule is to never leave the house. And he’d teach you all of the correct ways to be his. If you don’t follow them, you can expect serious anger.

S = Stalker (Would they stalk you? How far would it go?)

Before he brought you home, he for sure stalked you. It’s how he became so fascinated with you in the first place.

T = Target (What do they wish to do to you? How twisted are their ideals?)

He just wishes to have you, to look at you like you’re some kind of doll and to make you love him.

U = Utopia (How much effort do they put into making you happy?)

He puts a fair amount of effort into keeping you happy. But he doesn’t like it when you’re not appreciative of those efforts.

V = Violence (Would they ever be violent with you?)

Probably, yes. He’s prone to violence, but he’ll always get all sweet again and promise you he didn’t mean it.

W = Will (Would they ever do anything against your will?)

Certainly. He’s only concerned with his own will, so get on board or face the consequences.

X = Xoanon (Would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

He would revere you as the pinnacle of his collection. And he’d go to great lengths to win you over so that you stayed his forever.

Y = Yowl (Do they ever make you cry? Do they enjoy your tears?)

He has made you cry, but he doesn’t like to see your tears. He’ll kiss or sometimes lick them away and soothe you, even if he’s the one that caused them moments ago.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you just so you’d stay with them?)

Yes. If there was no other way you’d stay and behave, he’d break you so you would.

For @arianadevareux

Dandy Mott: @bluenystic, @peggycarter-steverogers, @gothtrash6969, @callsigncrash, @words-of-holly, @somelonelywriter

#dandy my precious toxic love #miss my ahs era #dandy mott #dandy mott yandere alphabet #dandy mott x reader #american horror story #american horror story freakshow #ahs #ahs freakshow

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thethreeeyed-raven · 1 year ago

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⋆♱ AHS ♱⋆

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🕷️fluff | 🕸️angst | 🐈‍⬛suggestive | 🪦platonic

⋆♱ MURDER HOUSE ♱⋆

⋆♱ Tate Langdon ♱⋆

🕷️ • meeting him in the murder house | gn!reader • part two

headcanons

⋆♱ Violet Harmon ♱⋆

🕷️ • being her best friend | headcanons | x gn!reader

⋆♱ ASYLUM ♱⋆

⋆♱ Kit Walker ♱⋆

🕷️ • the first step | x fem!reader

🕸️ • it’s okay to cry | x gn!reader

🕷️ • 🕸️ • home | x gn!reader

⋆♱ COVEN ♱⋆

⋆♱ Kyle Spencer ♱⋆

🕷️ • party party | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Misty Day ♱⋆

🕷️ • listening to fleetwood mac with her | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Nan ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ Queenie ♱⋆

🕷️ • being her best friend | headcanons | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Zoe Benson ♱⋆

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⋆♱ FREAKSHOW ♱⋆

⋆♱ Dandy Mott ♱⋆

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⋆♱ Jimmy Darling ♱⋆

🕷️ • defending him | x gn!reader

⋆♱ HOTEL ♱⋆

⋆♱ James Patrick March ♱⋆

🕷️ • buying him a dog | headcanons | x reader

⋆♱ Tristan Duffy ♱⋆

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⋆♱ CULT ♱⋆

⋆♱ Ally Mayfair-Richards ♱⋆

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⋆♱ Kai Anderson ♱⋆

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⋆♱ APOCALYPSE ♱⋆

⋆♱ Cordelia Goode ♱⋆

🕸️ • as i watch you die | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Michael Langdon ♱⋆

🕸️ • qui totum vult totum perdit | x gn!reader

🕷️ • halloween party | x gn!reader

🕷️ • trick or treating | x gn!reader

🕷️ • bonfire night | x gn!reader

🕷️ • 5th of November | x gn!reader

🕷️ • new years | x gn!reader

🕷️ • valentines together | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Mr Gallant ♱⋆

🕷️ • being his best friend | headcanons | x gn!reader

⋆♱ 1984 ♱⋆

⋆♱ Bobby Richter ♱⋆

🕷️ • 🕸️ • �� • finally | x sibling!reader

⋆♱ Xavier Plympton ♱⋆

🕷️ • i cared too much that it killed me | x gn!reader

⋆♱ DOUBLE FEATURE ♱⋆

⋆♱ Austin Sommers ♱⋆

🕷️ • 🕸️ • saving you from the pale people | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Harry Gardner ♱⋆

nothing yet

⋆♱ TB Karen ♱⋆

🕷️ • inspiration | x gn!reader

⋆♱ Valiant Thor ♱⋆

nothing yet

@lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom • @fangsp1der-2099 • @knight-of-flowerss

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xanderthelostboy · 2 years ago

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Requests

Rules:

No female reader

No female characters

This is all gay shit

Seriously, I won’t be answering shit like ‘x fem!reader’ or anything

Might do FTM reader

No NSFW

I do poly!couples (from the same fandom)

I do angst, fluff, suggestive, headcannons, imagines, fics and such

Fandoms:

Metal Family (Dee, Glam)

Tokyo Ghoul (Uta, Nishio, Juuzou, Shuu, Ayato)

Twilight (Carlisle, Jasper, Aro, Caius, Marcus, Emmett, Alec)

Vampire Diaries (Damon, Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Finn)

Horror (Predator, Michael, Ghostface (Billy and Stu), Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Deacon Frost, Eric Draven, Leatherface, Pyramid Head, Hannibal, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out.

The Boys (Homelander, Black Noir, Lamplighter, The Deep)

Kingsman (Agent Whiskey)

Creepypasta (Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, EJ, LJ, Jason the Toymaker, Bloody Painter, Ticci Toby, Candy Pop, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out

Resident Evil (Heisenberg, Leon Kennedy)

Spider-Man (Hobie, Pavitr, Miguel)

Call of Duty (Ghost, König)

American Horror Story (James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Tate Langdon, Dandy Mott)

Obey Me (Lucifer, Mammon, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Leviathan, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos)

Helluva Boss (Moxxie, Blitzø, Stolas, Striker, Fizzaroli, Asmodeus)

Other: Le Chiffre, Howl Pendragon, Jonathan Crane, SCPs, Billy Hargrove, Sally Face…

If a specific character isn’t here, please feel free to ask but be aware that I may either not know the character or dislike writing for them!

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marchsfreakshow · 1 year ago

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Oh, The Sleeping Beauty {Dandy Mott}

SMUT.

To Dandy, you were a sleeping beauty. But he felt lonely in the night and needed you desperately.

Urm holy fuck I started writing this as a silly lil drabble but oops it became a whole fic. I hope you enjoy it anyway!

Warnings!; oral (F recieve), pnv, small bit of body worship, crud smut writing, bare bones plot.

18+! MINORS DNI - READ MY SFW WORKS

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Fuck you were perfect. You were perfect when you slept. Your chest, your delicate face. Your hands, placed anywhere and everywhere. The soft little groans that escaped you as you adjusted your unconscious self in bed. It was perfect. Always perfect.

Dandy stayed up nearly all night watching you sleep. Gently tracing your face, the shape of your eyes, nose, mouth, where your spots were, where the 'imperfections' were. It was all his in his mind. His girl forever. Nothing would feel better to him than feeling if you were having a wet dream or not. His fingers flowed down to your legs and gently gripped one of your thighs. The light touches to your body made you stir a bit, and he almost jumped back when you shuffled around under the sheets. Your sleepy mumbles went unnoticed, and Dandy just laid there, watching and watching.

"Mine." He whispered, holding onto your waist, and refraining from taking his trousers off and jerking off to your beautiful, sleeping face. Your eyes fluttered open slightly, and your eyelids felt heavy. His face was right in front of yours, smiling. You smiled back, resting your hand on his arm that was on your waist. He never wanted you to waste your words.

But now you were awake, he couldn't touch you. Not without permission. He never wanted to hurt his princess by accident. All Dandy wanted was to reach under your nightgown and feel you. He wanted to know what dreams you had, how many of them were of him, and if he had to kill someone. "Dandy.?" You quietly asked. His attention snapped back to your face, after looking over your ridden up night-wear. Dangerous thoughts had come over him, and he wanted you to say 'Ravish me Dandy. Take all of me.' but he knew he had to wait.

Waiting hurt. Night after night, after you had gotten into bed, he sat himself in an empty room. He said fuck it and jerked off. In the darkness of a room, the thoughts of your moans and screams made him whimper and groan to himself. The grip you could have on his arms, and how you instinctively wrapped around him. Inside and out. He wanted to hear you scream out his name when he left bruises on your neck, legs, and torso. He was an addict. Addicted to your scent, and making your perfect skin damaged only by him.

Dandy's thoughts about you were distracted when you pulled him towards you in the bed and kissed him softly. Your soft kisses could make him cum right then and there. Gentle skin and lips pressed against his. Feeling you lose control of where your hands are moving. Your bodies were pressed together, the only thing stopping your contact was your pyjamas. Dandy ended the kiss quick, immediately moving to take your nightgown off. Your body in the darkness was like heaven. He knew your body so well and could touch every spot perfectly in the pitch black. You felt your thighs get risen up, as they were held in place on Dandy's shoulders.

The silence was shaken when Dandy pressed his tongue to your warm clit. It elicited a long moan from you, and Dandy couldn't help but buck his hips into the mattress, wanting friction on his cock. Every single move he took while eating you out, it drove him insane. Your taste, your warmth, your everything. The way your legs shook when you were close. As skilled as he was with his hands, he was even more skilled with his mouth. Fingers and tongue replaced each other when he moved from your clit to inside you. Your heavy eyelids fell and scrunched up when you screamed his name. Dandy revelled in hearing your name when he tasted your cum. It was like candy to him.

"You're perfect." The man whispered, staring into your soul from where his head lay. The warmth was felt on your face by your fingertips unconsciously. He was a god at making you blush and never stopped. Dandy never let go of your thighs, even after making you come. He gripped them, hard, and left small trails of kisses and bite marks on them. Even if they were on your inner thighs, he needed proof on your body that you were his.

The destruction of his precious doll had begun now.

But no matter what he did to you, Dandy still thought you were a perfect, precious, pretty toy for him. "Dandy..." You whispered, beckoning him in the night. Kisses were quickly exchanged again, you could taste yourself still on his tongue. Making you know how tasty you were to Dandy was important to him. He could have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner if it was possible. But it was your turn. Your prince was still wearing his pyjamas, and you felt exposed being the only naked one under the sheets. The buttons were almost broken when you both pulled and ripped Dandy's clothes off him. Even in the musk of the night, you could see him. You traced his torso whilst straddling him. Feeling him all the way down to his pelvis made you chuckle quietly.

Your pussy was sensitive still after being touched and tasted the way it was, and his dick just moving naturally against you always earned another moan from you. It must've been 3am, and lord you were about to wake up the whole house. Even if it was Gloria and Dora who were asleep. Dandy never failed to make you lose your mind, stretching you out always, filling you up to the brim, nearing tears every time he thrust himself upwards in you. That's exactly what he did. You find your own entrance and sink down, feeling yourself get full. "Fuck." You whispered, laying your hands on Dandy's shoulders. The way he almost always hit your cervix could have killed you every single time.

His rhythm started and was quickened whenever you let out a moan that was a little louder than the others. The man under you grinned when it happened and felt proud. He held your waist like a trophy as you bounced on him. His constant trophy was distracted when a gasp of pleasure bubbled in his throat. Slamming yourself down on him occasionally made him whimper and get closer to coming and warming you up. Soon enough you were screaming out for Dandy, leaving faint claw marks on his arms and shoulders.

Dandy came as fast as he blinked, but kept his hold on you, wanting you to stay sitting in him. Neither you felt like moving, but you did roll yourself off of Dandy slowly, immediately cuddling onto his side and catching your breath. It was still dark out, and you just felt like falling back asleep. And you did so very quickly. Your chest's normal rise and fall came back, while Dandy watched you in awe. When you fell asleep, Dandy attempted to get up out of the bed quietly so, as to not wake you. He rummaged through your pitch-black room, picking up a random piece of cloth, whether it was clothing or not, and turning back to your sleeping self. Your legs were once again opened, and you stirred slightly with every touch of the clothing item onto your inner thighs. Both of your releases stuck to you, and you seemed to forget already.

Silence came back once Dandy cleaned you up, leaving you to sleep peacefully. He went back to staring at you, watching you sleep. It made him happy, knowing you were satisfied, and his forever.

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Taglist: @babygorewhore @slvt4jamesmarch @taintandviolent @tatelangdonsweater

#texty #ahs #american horror story #AHS freakshow #Freakshow #American horror story freakshow #Dandy Mott #dandy mott #dandy mott smut #dandy #dandy mott x reader #Smut #ahs smut #finn wittrock #Finn Wittrock x Reader #ahs x reader #x reader #ahs imagines

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fear-is-truth · 1 year ago

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꩜·˚ i’m a full-time law student with a busy life outside of tumblr. please be patient — i appreciate your understanding. ꩜·˚ i reserve the right to ignore or decline requests, especially when my inbox is overflowing (currently 500+). ꩜·˚ do not send me a request you’ve already sent to another writer — it’s disheartening and disrespectful. ꩜·˚ conversations over coffee (thirsts & character analysis) are always welcome here. i love chatting with y’all. ꩜·˚ all works will have proper warnings; i don’t have the time & energy to block minors / blank blogs. your media consumption is your own responsibility ! ꩜·˚ my writing leans toward a general, inclusive reader. physical traits (skin tone, hair type, etc.) are avoided. when it comes to nsfw works, i write with fem anatomy in mind unless otherwise specified.

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YES ✓

cnc ◞ dubcon ◞ somnophilia ◞ period sex ◞ breeding ◞ degradation ◞ fellatio ◞ knife play ◞ gun play ◞ blood play ◞ exhibitionism ◞ cockwarming ◞ sex pollen ◞ threesomes ◞ pseudocest ◞ corruption kink ◞ size kink ◞ boot worship ◞ spit ◞ piss (very selective) ◞ mummy/daddy kink ◞ pregnancy ◞ fluff ◞ angst

NO ✘

rape ◞ faeces ◞ pegging ◞ pedophilia ◞ infidelity ◞ fisting ◞ ageplay ◞ stepfather x stepdaughter ◞ raceplay ◞ incest

免責事項 / important disclaimer ⸝⸝ യ

꩜·˚ i do not condone or endorse illegal activities. everything posted is fictional and intended for mature audiences only. ꩜·˚ all content is created for fictional purposes and does not reflect my personal beliefs or actions. ꩜·˚ i do not make twitter porn links.

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FANDOM & CHARACTERS ⸝⸝ യ

american horror story. ⟡ tate langdon ⟡ kit walker ⟡ lana winters ⟡ kyle spencer ⟡ misty day ⟡ madison montgomery ⟡ jimmy darling ⟡ dandy mott ⟡ james patrick march ⟡ sally mckenna ⟡ kai anderson ⟡ winter anderson ⟡ malcolm gallant ⟡ michael langdon ⟡ austin sommers

detective comics. ⟡ jason todd ⟡ bruce wayne ⟡ dick grayson ⟡ tim drake ⟡ clark kent ⟡ lex luthor

harry potter. ⟡ harry potter ⟡ tom riddle ⟡ newt scamander ⟡ fred weasley ⟡ george weasley

it (2017). ⟡ henry bowers ⟡ patrick hockstetter ⟡ victor criss

jujutsu kaisen ⟡ geto suguru ⟡ toji fushiguro ⟡ ryomen sukuna

star wars ⟡ anakin skywalker

squid game. ⟡ nam-gyu ⟡ kang dae-ho ⟡ choi su-bong ⟡ cho sang-woo ⟡ hwang in-ho

marvel. peter maximoff ⟡ logan howlett ⟡ wade wilson

miscellaneous. ⟡ patrick bateman ⟡ rodrick heffley ⟡ charlie mayhew ⟡ spencer reid ⟡ rafe cameron ⟡

other stuff

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mostly made on a whim by yours truly! currently not open for requests.

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꩜·˚ i no longer use c.ai for personal entertainment. however, if you enjoy my interpretation on a character, i might *heavy emphasis on the word* create a bot. rest assured, my bots are not just empty shells — i put a lot of effort into them and ensure they’re filled with detailed characteristics.

#kai anderson #kit walker #ahs #kyle spencer #tate langdon x y/n #kit walker x y/n

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briaroftheroses · 1 year ago

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Request Rules

I’m finally getting around to writing out my request rules! If you would like to request a fic, hc set, drabble, etc. please read over these rules before submitting. Please also check this post regularly as I will add things as I go.

Things I Will Write For

Fem/GN reader, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, dark themes/fics, praise, degradation, use of strap ons, p in v, creampies, throat fucking, both m and f receiving oral, multiple characters in one fic, choking, impact play, dacryphilia, pain play, bondage (nothing with legs specifically being restrained though), blood play (mostly only for AHS fics), d/s dynamics, BDSM, dub-con/non-con, piss, boot play/worship - feel free to ask about kinks not listed here because there is no way i named them all

Things I Will Not Write For

Male reader, character x character with no reader, beastiality, pedophilia, scat, underage characters (except platonically), gore and non-canon character death (except for in the case of things like murder house and hotel in which they would become a ghost), real-life people (such as actors), even though I might write for dom reader please do not request it.

If there’s anything not mentioned here, feel free to ask before making a request.

Specify the general length of the fic you want.

Please keep in mind that requests can take a while and I may switch between writing them and my own personal projects.

Keep in mind that if you’re vague with the description then I am less likely to write what you imagine and it will take me longer.

When asking about unlisted characters, please include the type of fic you would like to request with them.

Characters I Write For

Evan Peters

Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Austin Sommers (please no spoilers in the requests for any characters after Hotel), Peter Maximoff, Warren Lipka, Luke Cooper - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

AHS

Vivien Harmon, Violet Harmon (platonically), Billie Dean Howard, Alma Walker, Lana Winters, Sister Mary Eunice McKee, Zoe Benson, Marie Laveau, Madison Montgomery (depending on the request), Cordelia Foxx/Goode, Misty Day, Fiona Goode, young!Fiona Goode, Amazon Eve, Desiree Dupree, Edward Mordrake, Dandy Mott, The Countess, Sally McKenna, Ramona Royale, Winter Anderson (please no spoilers in the requests for any characters after Hotel) - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

Matthew Gray Gubler

Spencer Reid, Chip Taylor, Thorn (King Knight), Raymond (Suburban Gothic), Wes (Dollface), Paul ((500) Days of Summer) - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia, Jennifer Jareau, Elle Greenaway, Cat Adams, Megan Kane - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

WWE

Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, TJD (only if including Rhea), Liv Morgan, Becky Lynch

this list will be updated regularly as i watch more shows/movies/seasons of ahs, so feel free to check regularly :) also feel free to ask about characters not listed, but there is no guarantee i will write for them.

#briars navigation #request rules

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gyoung1906 · 2 years ago

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Documentation of my comphet throughout the years 🧍‍♀️

Okay so I thought it’d be funny to talk abt my most intense male fixation eras as a lesbian (idk i’m just shitposting into the void again) judge me all u want (it is probably needed) but i need ppl to understand the real me 🙏

IT CROPPED HALF HIS FACE OUT but i just realised if you aren’t british ur gonna have no idea who he is anyone (he’s lachlan white from emmerdale) omg this was an ERA everyone around me thought i was going insane (i was) but like they just didn’t get it he slayed so hard at a level that will never be reached (literally) also tom atkinson on sex education was like a full circle moment for me omg but anyways i was like 11-12 here these were literally my formative years this changed me FOREVER don’t judge he slayed omg

THIS okay so u can’t even blame me for this one it’s just correct. yes he’s like walking masculinity stereotype BUT he also had depth and was interesting 😌 the fanfics were SO GOOD this is when i really got into fanfiction and accidentally read smut where someone get pregnant in the hunger games 🧍‍♀️i read this one fic that was like x reader AND THEY STRAIGHT UP BOTH DIED but anyways. i read fanfics abt literally everyone thg character (read abt women and convinced myself i was still straight lmfao) but he was the stand out for me. i recently revisited this era and the fics ppl write on ao3 r INSANE omg like what is wrong with u ppl ( i say this lovingly but also wtf )

OMGOMGOMG BEST ERA OF MY LIFE u actually don’t understand u just had to be there. a solid percentage of my brain even to this day is made up of this man. this is like the stupidest thing ever but when i was like 14 i would just mirror his personality (and tone down the arsehole part obvs) so that i could get more talkative AND IT ACTUALLY WORKED nobody in the whole world will ever understand how much he means to me (i don’t rly understand it myself tbh) and ik ppl literally fuckinf despise him but i will not tolerate the dandy mott slander bc he is literally part of my core identity atp i revisit him every few months just to fully reconnect with my inner being. did anyone read Companion? that shit was crazy also i wrote a fic abt him on wattpad and people actually READ IT so anyways best era of my life it truly never got better i rly hit me peak (i had 0 friends) the few friends i had literally told me i talked abt him too much and it made them like me less 💀

this was arguably my most chill era like yea i was pretty obsessive but with marvel it’s so normalised to be so intense abt everything i kinda just fit right in. there’s too much professor fanfiction r u ppl okay 🧍‍♀️ also more actor fanfiction than i have ever seen for any other man in my LIFE but the capitalism went hard during this era the fluff was so good. arguably my most comforting era? idk i can’t rly explain that one

okay so these two r kinda completely different but also (for obvious reasons) the exact same. gotham was my most openly gay era and for that i will forever be grateful HOWEVER the kristen kringle haters were doing WAY TOO MUCH like she’s already dead why u doing her like that constantly (u will see this sentiment echoed later abt someone else hmmm i wonder who) but yea and then YES i was a paul dano lesbian (literally wasn’t out as lesbian at this point lmao) honestly this is probably the era my friends hated the most they would either awkwardly pretend to agree/care abt the shit i was saying or straight up tell me i was delusional 💀 my friends even now still call it my worst era but i LOVED IT kinda solidified my position at the bottom of the hellish secondary school hierarchy but i still had a good time. the paul dani riddler fanfics r next level tho the way ppl would just post STALKER fics constantly with like zero warnings and it was never labelled as yandere 🧍‍♀️i also got in an argument with a writer on wattpad bc they made the riddler and the oc have like a 6 year age gap and they met when she was 10 and he was like 16 💀 other than that good vibes all round

tbh this era was pretty brief i can’t fully explain what happened here like the vibes were immaculate but also insane WHY IS THERE SM YANDERE FANFIC peter parker is so nice but then in fanfics it’s like 👹 but i rly like spider-man HOWEVER this then led me to my final destination on the comphet journey…

omg were finally at the final stop the peak of comphet ( i came out as lesbian within this era ) arguably not my finest hour bc i swore i would never watch criminal minds bc the number of seasons is WAY TOO MUCH but here we are i watched it bc i read too much fanfic abt this man. i have lots of criticism for the fandom but he in himself is acc a rly good character. this was supposed to be like my ethical era but he’s acc killed like a bunch of ppl and thomas gibson is MESSY (don’t cancel me pls i say that lovingly 🫶) the haley hotchner misogyny nearly killed me off i don’t think i’ve ever been so miserable in a fandom and the fanfics kinda take feminism back a few hundred years but pretty good besides that

anyways there is my brainrot i hope the two (at most) ppl who will read this enjoyed 🫶 LETS GO LESBIANS LETS GO im gonna say i posted this in honour of international lesbian day even tho that was several days ago

#criminal minds #aaron hotchner #dandy mott #american horror story #marvel #loki laufeyson #loki #spider man #the hunger games #emmerdale #the batman #dc #paul dano #the riddler

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