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husband!kit walker x reader hcs
wc: 900
genre: fluff, domestic bliss
warnings: kit being adorable, optional mention of reader having a bad family, kit standing up for you, kit is a good husband and head over heels for you
song rec: be my baby - the ronettes
a/n: I LOVE THIS MAN!!!! I LOVE HIM!!!!!!! AWOOGA!!!!!! also I actually rested and it only took two days and I feel literally reborn???? I should do that more often lol
@yesv01
Honestly I can’t even start with dating headcanons
Kit Walker is such pure raw husband material that if you get within six feet of him a diamond ring appears on your finger
He’s a simple man really
He just wants to do a good job at some honest work to provide for you
Come home to your cozy house you share
Kiss you on the lips and dance around your kitchen while dinner cooks
Maybe a couple of rugrats running around
You know that tiktok audio of “you can pick anyone fictional to be your husband but divorce is never an option” “I COULD GO INTO HEAVY DETAIL. AND I WILL.”
It’s Kit
That’s literally Kit
If you need a fake husband
Or a temporary husband
Don’t choose Kit
Bc he will treat you so fucking well
You’ll get way way way too attached
To get this out of the way
I hate to see Kit in distress or pain
But dear god does he look hot when he is
Anyway back to happy Kit
Which is all the time bc he is so so happy around you
I’ve said it before I’ll say it again, this man’s full name is Kit “that’s my wife!” (proceeds to knock someone out swiftly with one punch) Walker
He starts every morning by waking up smiling
Because he gets to wake up next to you
He looks at you, all sun soaked in the morning light, and he can’t believe he gets to live another day with a living dream come true like you
Then he wakes you up with kisses
So so so many kisses
Sometimes other things but that’s another story (and not for the sfw hcs)
This man knows everything about you
He knows how you like your coffee or tea or whatever, your favorite food, your favorite songs for kitchen dancing
He knows everything you love and hate
Yk the “excuse me! he asked for no pickles >:(“ meme
That’s Kit
Kit will (very politely bc he’s kind and understands how hard it is to work jobs that involve the general public bc of all the assholes that come through the garage) fix your order if someone gets it wrong
When someone asks if he’s your boyfriend he’ll happily and proudly correct them that he’s actually your husband
He doesn’t do the thing where he holds up his hand and points to his ring but he will pull you close and wrap his arms around you
And most likely kiss you in front of the person
God I haven’t brought up The Look in a while
But Kit Walker CONSTANTLY looks at you with The Look
Like all the goddamn time
He’s not racist, probably an ally, and definitely a feminist
And he loves you so so much
God he’s such a catch
Once your friends spend a few minutes around him they start to realize that too
Or anyone really
You’re usually met with “wow where did you dig him up?? Where did you find him?? How do I get one??”
Feel free to say you met at the mental hospital bc no one can tell if you’re joking or not
And he is literally perfect to bring as your date to holiday parties and family events
I mean he’s your husband so why wouldn’t he be your date
But no matter how hectic or crazy family stuff gets, he can totally handle it
He’s the perfect buffer
He’s so naturally smooth and likable and charming
Everyone in your life that meets him totally approves
I mean all they have to do is see the way he looks at you
No one can deny that
If your family is really bad
Or generally not someone you want to be around
Kit will defend the HELL out of you
He’s not scared of confrontation, especially if it’s on your behalf
And he is not scared to counter any underhanded comments with “Now, what did you mean by that?”
Will not let it go
He’s not going to let anyone talk shit about his spouse, his love, his sweetheart
Especially the people that should have your back
It’s so interesting to watch because even when he’s confronting someone and defending you and telling people off for thinking they can treat you like that
It still doesn’t make him feel scary or less gentle than you know he is
And he is so so gentle with you
He says I love you all the time
With every touch
Every kiss
Every look and act of service
He’s saying it
He tells you how much he loves you all the time
Because how can he not??
You’re the most knockout dynamite dreamboat he could ever hope to be around
He doesn’t know how he got you to fall for him back
How he got you to love him
(he absolutely swept you off your feet)
But he’s just so glad that you do
He knows you inside and out
He knows everything about you
And he loves all of it
And you know everything about him
And you love him right back
Because you guys really are a match made in heaven
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YALL HAVE NO IDEA, IL THIS EDIT SM OMG
its by:@per4ltcine
#evan peters#ahs tate#ahs murder house#ahs fandom#ahs coven#ahs cult#ahs hotel#husband material#pookie#kit walker#kyle spencer#tate langdon#jimmy darling#james patrick march#edward philippe mott#rory monahan#mr gallant#jeff pfister#evan thomas peters#edit#loml#love this
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Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer!
Warnings: mention of p and v, kind of agressive, sex in public, very vulgar language.
Whatever and it didn't matter, you were in the back seat of the car of a police officer, or rather good-for-nothing Colin Zabel, a detective who hasn't had a case since...he was almost murdered in Easttown. And you knew that whenever he arrested you you would get out the next day, or that maybe it would be your last day enjoying your freedom.
It was late Friday night, Colin had arrested you because you accidentally (not actually) stole a perfume from a hidden store in the city, you thought there were no cameras but oh surprise! Detective Zabel always had the area monitored. So you were in the back seat, and a safety gate so you wouldn't try to attack Colin while he was driving, singing some stupid song from the 80s.
"ya' know, you should have known that I'm everywhere y/n" Colin said as the radio continued playing the music in the background, while one of his free hands was tapping his knee to the rhythm of the song. "I mean, I think I've counted the number of times I've arrested you this last month."
Colin laughed, thinking it was a great joke, perhaps to impress you or perhaps to make you understand that behind that tough detective facade (which he was not) existed a good and funny man... although it always went wrong.
"i could care less" You said rolling your eyes and looking in the rearview mirror where he saw you, he chuckled and raised his eyebrows.
"yeah, i already know that..." Colin said, taking even a slower route to the station, somehow he enjoyed talking to your snarky and sass attitude. "Hey you know, the other day..." he started to speak but you interrupted him again.
"i said, i literally don't care" You repeated, looking at him again, he raised his hands in surrender while his feet controlled the pedals of the car, and in his failed attempt at being a good person he almost ran over a cat, causing him to put his hands on the wheel and swerve the poor little animal.
"You should relax your temper a little, you know? I'm just trying to do my job," He said as he got back to driving well and then clenched his jaw a little. After a while, he felt a slight discomfort in his pelvis informing him that he couldn't hold back the urge to pee. So, parking the car on the side of the road and turning off the engine, he looked at you and then said "I'll get off for a few seconds...I have to make a call, don't get out of the car or you know what's happening to you."
He looked at you for a few seconds and when he saw that you nodded, confused that you had paid attention, he got out of the car, closing the door behind him, he left but then he came back looking at you through the window, which made you raise your eyebrow. "I'm sorry, making sure you listen to me."
He smiled and then went behind a tree, while you tried to see what he was doing there, because clearly, not a call, because the idiot left his phone in the car. Colin unbuckled his seatbelt a little quickly, not being able to resist the urge to pee, this would have been easier if he were going to a gas station but he couldn't risk you running away and getting a quick taxi, at least here in the middle of the nowhere. Everything would be difficult for you to escape. Then he unbuttoned his pants, lowering the zipper, and then lightly pulled down his boxers, taking out his member and taking it with both hands, looking for some direction to point to to pee, well, if he peed in the tree he would be like a dog and he doesn't want to mark territory...that would be strange. Meanwhile, you, amid all the movement he made in that tree, were able to see what he was doing, just his ass on full display and that was enough for you to smile and try to contain your laughter.
Finally determined, Colin began to pee in the grass, moving his hips and drawing a smile in the dirt with his urine, then he frowned when he realized what he was doing and looked away concentrating on peeing. You kept watching what he did, a slight movement and that was enough to steal a glimpse of his dick, to be honest you always wondered what he was hiding under those black pants every time he arrested you, So when he moved, you could see enough, a good sized dick and veins decorated it, Colin's hand squeezing it as he shook it after he finished peeing, how could such a stupid action turn you on in seconds? Maybe it was because you were ovulating and starved for sex and it didn't even matter if it was casual. Colin fastened his pants and belt, wiping his hands on his pants and running back to the car, sitting in the passenger seat and closing the door behind him, breaking you out of your thoughts.
"Damn it's...hot out there" he said letting out a sigh, the smell of his perfume again invading the police car.
"You were peeing right?" you asked even though it was already obvious, he was going to ask you how you knew but you interrupted him "you left your phone here."
"yea' right"
He let out a light laugh and then both stayed silent, he looked at you in the rearview mirror, although in fact he was looking at your breasts in that long-sleeved shirt you were wearing, weren't you wearing a bra? Damn, your nipples were noticeable, something that made his pants start to tighten. He cleared his throat, putting his fist to his mouth and then said. "I uh.."
"You have a big cock" you said, being completely honest, you loved intimidating people although you didn't know exactly when, he looked at you with a wtf face trying to process that.
"alright, thanks....???" He said, with a light blush on his cheeks, then he ran his veined hand over his forehead and hair, pulling it a little with his fingers and then he said. "Hey, I've never understood why girls don't wear bras under their shirts, is it fashion or...?"
When you heard that, you didn't hesitate to laugh, sure sure, he had seen your tits.
"it's comfy" you smirked, and then it occurred to you to shake your breasts, making his eyes open completely, and then he would turn around to see you in full display. He lightly licked his lips watching your breasts bounce when you finished doing that, then looked into your eyes swallowing quickly.
"why did you..." He trailed off
"because it's sexy, isn't it?" you said, speaking softly, and leaning into the protection that separated both from back seats to front seats, your face close to his between the holes.
He just didn't think, he just nodded, it had been a long time since a girl had acted that way around him, in fact, since his fiancée abandoned him at the last minute. "How can you know if I like that? or if someone is okay with doing that in front of an officer" he asked you, looking at you between the holes, speaking softly and with a thick voice.
"All men love that" You whispered with a slight smile, looking at his lap he noticed a tent forming in his pants, great. The only thing missing was being turned on by a girl that he had to take to lock up that night.
He just, got out of the driver's seat, took out his keys opening the door where you were, almost pushing you aside roughly so he could get in back there, then he closed the door and put the keys in his vest. He looked at you, and sighed saying. "It's sexier to do it when you're handcuffed."
You could only smile at that, feeling your belly tingle and your panties slowly getting wet at that, looking at him closer, you could notice his prominent jaw, those fucking brown eyes looking at you as if he wanted to take you as fast as possible. He quickly laid you down on the back seat, getting on top of you, and kissing you slowly on the neck, shit it felt so perfectly good that if you had your hands free you would undress yourself in front of him. His hands slowly caressing your hips, and slowly entering your shirt while you couldn't do anything but close your eyes and gasp wishing you could touch him again.
"shhh" you felt the soft tickle of his breath in your ear, making you bite your lip in anticipation, as then his perfect nose slid over your cheek to your lips, and then slowly kissing your bottom lip, his hands moving up inside your shirt. until he touched the curves of your breasts without a bra, squeezing them from below while he kissed you. Two fingers of his right hand, touching your nipples and squeezing and twisting them hard, pulling on them as you let out a small moan that made him smirk. "Are you wet already?" He looked into your eyes, while he squeezed your breasts, biting his lip, and with his knees, pushing your legs to the sides of him so that you were spread open, just as you could have wished before. Who wouldn't...
"Do you have condoms?" You asked, even though you knew the guy probably got no sex, you didn't want to risk any sexually transmitted diseases, he frowned, removing his hands from your breasts and said.
"Do I look like I'm carrying a whole package of condoms?" He asked and then let out a laugh. He looked at the car windows hoping that no one would pass by or a person would come out of nowhere. And it was almost time to open the gift, his fingers undoing his belt while you noticed the sexy veins in his hands and forearms, damn man how sexy he was. After that, he took your handcuffed wrists, and put them above your head so that you were not in the way, finally, lowering his pants a little followed by his boxers, which you could see were black Calvin Klein ones.
It was no surprise, this man gave off the aroma of Calvin Klein, he was just so perfect. His veined hand pulling out his good sized cock, with two veins adorning the length, he gave it a pair of pumps while with the other hand, he lifted your skirt a little, and pushed your lace panties aside. His thumb rubbing circles on your clit making you gasp with desire, he then said. "Shit...you're so wet" The sound of his voice was so sexy that you probably felt yourself slipping into the seat of his car, he continued to rub your clit making you wetter while with his other hand he continued jerking off his cock to make it harder, which was throbbing of need to be inside you, on the other hand, he remained strong enough not to sink into you so quickly.
His finger slid over your pussy slit, expanding your juices as your legs trembled looking at him, slowly grinding your hips, he brought his hand to his mouth, licking the tips of his three middle fingers, and spitting a little, then brought them back to your pussy and rub more.
"Holy fuck! You are torturing me Zabel, just fuck me" You let out a moan, he just let out a playful giggle, and leaned towards you, biting your earlobe, and finally, you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down your slit, and his hand that was now free, He took your leg, lifting it on his hip and pressing his fingers into it, slowly pushing his tip into you making you moan, and pulling it out again, finally, he pushed himself inside you all the way, touching the depths of you. He grunted leaned his forehead on your neck and whispered.
"fuckkk, you're so damn tight," he whispered, then his other hand took your other leg, placing it on his hip as well and squeezing your thighs with his fingers, slowly, moving his hips back and forth, while you moaned close to his ear.
"yes...ghhh...Zabel" You moaned slowly as your arms tried to go towards his neck to hug him, but releasing your thigh he aggressively pushed your cuffed arms back against the car door, and put his hand on your thigh again, fucking you a little faster than how it started.
"Don't touch me" he said, as he gasped, you felt his cock was completely hard inside you, his balls slapping against your ass as he ground himself a little and started to fuck you faster, you could hear the sounds of skin slapping or clapping. in the silence of the car, while your moans increased and his gasps the same.
"yes...yes...just like that, please zabel..."
Your moans ran through his ears, while he bit his lip and his cockhead brushed hard against your hilt, resting his forehead more on the small hollow of your neck, you moaned more and more. His hand, slowly spanking you, sliding up and down your thigh, as you tried to push yourself further into him.
"fuck i think im gonna...fucking cum" He whispered shakily, while his hips hit your pelvis hard making you moan even more than before, feeling a strange sensation of wanting to come without anticipation, you wanted to touch him but surely he would refuse so you preferred to hold on to the roof of the car, squeezing your legs. on the sides of him. His cock slid back and forth inside you, making you gasp and drip on the seat, the mixture of juices began to form when his cock was filled with your white liquid and with one last thrust, perhaps very strong, he came inside you. of you, pressing his pelvis hard against yours to make sure your pussy swallows every residue of his semen, your womb totally infested with him, damn, you even wanted to get pregnant by him so you could tie him to you and have him fuck you like this fucking time.
Gasping, he raised his head looking into your eyes, sliding out of you and shaking his cock to release the last liquid into your vagina, then he pulled up his boxers and buttoned his pants. "Now, let's go, you must be locked up tonight"
As if the little moment of sex you had was going to change the fact that you had to go to fucking jail that fucking night. "What if I give you a blowjob?"
He smiled as he adjusted your panties and skirt and lowering your cuffed wrists he said "Then make sure you keep that mouth shut for when you leave tomorrow, I need a good good morning blowjob."
He got out of the back seat, closing the door and returned to the driver's seat, while you took care of sitting down properly, although as if once again your pussy felt the need for him, with your forehead sweating and panting you said. "Oh shit, you're a son of a bitch," you muttered.
He looked at you in the rearview mirror as he took the car out from where he parked it and told you, "but you moaned so well for me, didn't ya, doll?"
#ahs#american horror story#character ai#evan peters#kai anderson#smut#kit walker#stan bowes#tate langdon#wattpad#mare of easttown#im colin zabel wife#colin zabel#colin zabel husband#colin x reader#colin zabel is my husband#evan peters hot#evan peters boyfriend
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"𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬."
#evan peters#kai anderson#stan bowes#tate langdon#kyle spencer#james patrick march#kit walker#austin sommers#ahs#american horror story#lana del rey#my vampire husband
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💞Kit
#kit walker#coquette#evan peters#ahs asylum#ahs#american horror story#coquettecore#pink aesthetic#vintage#old cars#husband material#girlblogger#lana del rey#oldschoolromantics#just girly things#girlblogging#im just a girl#lizzy grant#ultraviolence#2012#ahs fandom#hyper feminine#femcore#vintage style
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all problems are left behind when I see this man smiling
#evan peters#evan peters icons#ahs fandom#ahsfx#american horror story#my husband#my love#i want him#quicksilver#kit walker#kai anderson#tate langdon
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Electric Love ~ Dot
An American Horror Story AU fic Based on season 2, asylum.
TRIGGER WARNINGS TAKE SERIOUSLY :
Angst, electroshock therapy, torture, it being asylum is itself a trigger warning, depression, forced medication, self harm, suicide, litteraly everything bad like that please be warned thank you 🙏
Plot : You're a patient in the asylum with kit
status : slightly edited
A/n : Idk how long this will be but I plan on making it atleast a couple parts... probably a series..
"Please stop! STOP it!" you cry, trying to pull your arms away from the two guards dragging you. You look around trying to make sense of where you are again but you immediately regret it as it all comes back. The darkness around consumes you and you truly ask yourself if you are in hell.
"No.. no no no NO NO PLEASE LET ME GO!" you scream again and again seeing the same walls you've seen.. again and again, the same place you were condemned to the place you are trapped, like a mouse in some sick maze. Darkness all around you in every corner, lingering in the air even. The same sickening song playing again and again in the common room, making you more nauseous with every note and every tune. The record player taunting you daily, you swear it's asking you to bash it in. To destroy it. You want nothing more than to lift up that stupid ugly thing, over your head and crack.. Oh the release youd feel is almost worth the punishment.
Most of the time you barely can understand what's around you anymore, it's all so familiar but also so foreign. Unknown to you it's a side-effect of the pills they force down your throat, and you sadly have no choice. You either take them or some sick man you don't know will hold your nose closed forcing you to open up to breathe but instead of air, you get the sick salty taste of fingers and medicine that never seems to go away, instead it lingers. Those damn pills taste terrible even just sitting them on your tounge to swallow makes you nauseous. Hell everything about this damn place made you nauseous the people, the smells, the air, the pills, the treatment and you could go on and on and on If you were sober enough.
The irony smell in the air, reminiscent of blood never seemed to go away and you can recognize it on the hands of some of the staff, 'why' you wonder 'why do their hands smell like blood and death'. The answers you've seemed to come up with terrify you to no end so you prefer to ignore it, to take the pills. Even though they don't seem to help much at all.
You open your eyes not even realizing they've been shut, you feel weirdly numb. But not so numb you feel nothing, just numb enough to be dazed and confused just how they like it. Compliant and scared. They say things to you that you now realise mean nothing, 'thisll fix you, you'll be happy.' , 'just let God into your heart and you'll be alright.' but it's proven again and again to be utter bullshit, everything is utter bullshit. You pray over and over begging for forgiveness, begging to feel anything but this, anything but the excruciating feeling of lonliness and utter dread you feel almost constantly and nothing gets better, you don't get fixed. Maybe it's you or maybe it's the life you've lived or the choices youve made. Or maybe just maybe it's nothing at all, just randomly selected torture that truly means nothing at all. Gathering all the strength you have left you try to kick out, but these two men are bigger, stronger, and alot less doped up than you are. The drugs you're forced to take keep you weak so you wont fight back, but that doesnt stop you from atleast trying.
Finally, you fall limp in their arms knowing what's going to come next, the worst kind of pain imaginable. One that does damage inside and out, melting your brain more and more every day. Sister Jude had caught you the previous day, or maybe week? It's so blurry you can't truly remember. But the gist is she caught you trying to cut yourself with a piece of sharp metal you had found on the floor somewhere, though now you can't completely remember the whereabouts. Stitched up and at least somewhat healed now, Sister Jude decided to resume your treatments. All you can do now is sob, and pray that it is over soon to a God that never listens.
"Please.." The guards finally strap you down, ignoring your pleas and sobs.
After a while of silence, Sister Jude finally walks into the room followed by Dr.Arden. "Please Sister, please! I'm begging you please don't do this to me, please. I'LL BE BETTER!" you sob even harder screaming as they forcefully open your mouth to shove a mouth guard inside, your screams now muffled unable to speak.
You look into Sister Jude's eyes with a pleading look, hoping that maybe just for once she will let you off easy with just a couple welts. Her eyes stare into yours and for a moment, just a moment, you feel that she actually feels bad. The looks in her eyes similar to yours makes you want to scream out but you stay silent knowing you won't be heard. Her mouth opens a bit, you assume to speak. But instead she jumps slightly, startled by the scratchy voice of Dr.Arden.
"Shall we get on with it?" he sounds impatient, his expression looking eager. You shut your eyes, hot tears still running down your face. Even just hearing Dr.Arden's voice sent chills down your spine. Something about him was evil. It was almost like he enjoyed the torture.
"Don't worry ___ we'll get you all fixed up," Sister Jude whispers wiping the tears from your sticky face ", you need to accept God into your life fully if you truly want to get better young lady." just like that her face is serious again and the little bit of hope you had is gone. It's good to not have hope in a place like this, but it's only human nature. Dr.Arden brings the tool to your temple, and finally, the torture begins. You scream out, feeling the electricity pulse throughout your body. Until at some point everything turns black, and your mind goes silent. Maybe this is the end.
#Ahs#american horror story#serious angst here#evan peters#ahs#ahs asylum#american horror story kit walker#american horror story asylum#anyways kit walker is my husband.....#kit walker#kit walker fanfic#angst fanfic#fanfiction#fanfic#evan peters fanfic#asylum#electric love#electro shock therapy ouch#hope yall like cuz im proud of myself#asylum is a weird but also great season 👍
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#i love my husband#evan peters#american horror story#american horror story fanfic#american horror murder house#tate ahs#ahs#evan peters moodboard#evan peters smut#evan peters fanfic#kai anderson fanfiction#kit walker fanfic#kai anderson smut#kai anderson
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In Public Speaking we have to do a speech on psychology and we get to pick what we specifically want to do. I’m doing my speech about parasocial relationships with celebrities and I’m using Taylor Swift and Walker Scobell as my examples. I’m actually really excited for this
If anyone has any resources you want to send that’d be great but that’s not what this post is about I’m just excited. (I’m only putting this here because I know a lot of people on this site are into this topic!)
#It’s gonna be so interesting doing the research#Especially with Taylor#With Walker I’m focusing on the teenage girls calling him “my husband” and such#I’m also considering doing something with Kit Connor’s outing but that feels like a sensitive subject#So I’m not sure how I would approach it#taylor swift#walker scobell#personal post#parasocial relationships
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I’m so in love with this man <3
#evan peters#i’m married to evan peters#american horror story#ahs#evan thomas peters#james patrick march#jpm#kai anderson#kyle spencer#tate langdon#kit walker#austin sommers#my husband
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#evan peters#ahs fandom#ahs murder house#ahs tate#pookie#husband material#kyle spencer#kit walker#james patrick march#american horror story
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Elias taking all the photos
#gabriel rorke#ghosts husbands#logan walker#hesh walker#kit (oc)#sami teh munchkin attempts to draw#cod ghosts
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I am all the days, that you choose to ignore...
A new Colin Zabel bot based on "All i need" by Radiohead. 🤍🤍🤍.
#ahs#evan peters#american horror story#character ai#kai anderson#smut#kit walker#stan bowes#tate langdon#wattpad#im colin zabel wife#colin zabel is my husband#colin zabel#colin x reader
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It’s 2.30am and ya girl is desperate to drool over Kit Walker and/or Jimmy Darling.
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you guys find kit hot, but ngl i didn’t fuck with him.
HOW YOU GOT A BLACK QUEEN👸🏾? YOU LIVING THE LIFE WITH HER, BUT NAHH SHE DISAPPEAR AND YOU GET SENT TO THE ASYLUM AND YOU JUST FORGET??? AND WHILE YOU FORGET YOU DECIDE TO GO FOR A SNOWBUNYY????🤦🏾♀️
once you go black you dont go back kit, WTF😭
#kit walker#alma walker#if i were alma and i came back and my husband got with another woman while i was “dead” i woulda been GONE(fr this time)#evan peters#ahs asylum#kit walker x reader#evan peters x reader
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