#jamespatrickmarch

[euc6ra]

"your big man" (mlm x reader)

warning: mentions of murder, blood, and slight nsfw

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You arrive to the Hotel Cortez, you check in reception and you go to your room, room 64, then you see James Patrick March in the room you booked, he was naked and slicing someone open, you tried to run away of the horrific sight, but he saw you watching, he quickly put boxers on and he ran towards you and before you could run away he grabbed you by the waist, his body was bloody all over, and you started to panic, you were sobbing horribly, you were frightened, and you could tell he was mad, insanely mad.

"What a sneaky boy you are my dear" the big man said with a psychotic smile on his face, he was pissed, he gently carried you to another hotel room and placed you on the left side of the bed, then he layed next to you and said: "You better shut your precious mouth my boy, or else I’ll shut it for you, now fall asleep" he said threateningly and commandingly before he closed his eyes and slept, he was groaning wildly in his sleep, his groans were loud and seductive, but you didn’t mind it and just tried to sleep, you couldn’t help but notice how thick he was, how strong he looked, and how rough he was, you also noticed how peaceful he looked while he was sleeping but you were too scared to talk to him, you eventually fell asleep but you woke up at 4am due to the big man gently poking your shoulder, you also were shivering, it was a cold night.

"Are you awake? I'm so sorry you had to meet me this way my boy, I understand if you think I'm a monster but I don’t want you to see me as that, my name is James Patrick March and I also notice you��re freezing" the man said, and he gently draped a blanket over you, the blanket smelled like him, like strong musk and vanilla, a beautiful scent.

You noticed remorse and fear in his voice, his voice was really gentle, and his eyes, he looked scared, and there was so much submission and fear in his body language, you introduced yourself but you felt frightened, he noticed your fear towards him and apologized for making you feel afraid and said:

"I am so sorry for frightening you sweet boy, I want you to feel safe with me, there’s no need to fear me, I want to love and protect you, you can do anything to me if you want, you can release your anger and fear on me in any way you’d like, I wont put up a fight, I won’t put a finger on you, I'm so sorry I traumatized you"

Then, the big man starts crying silently, and then he falls asleep, you were still afraid of him but he looks really calm and peaceful when he sleeps, so you decided to hug him while he was sleeping, and you could notice he was incredibly huge and soft, then he wakes up due to your hands hugging his soft back, his eyes are teary and he says:

"Thank you for trusting me my beautiful boy, you’re an amazing man, I'll keep you safe I promise" then he hugs you back, and cups your face in his hands, then he asks "My sweet boy, may I kiss you?"

You were not scared of him anymore, you saw a gentleman now, not a cold murderer, you accepted his kiss, and he kissed you softly, gently, and lovingly, his pink lips tasted like fresh wine, it was such a beautiful flavor, he rubs your back, and you rub his hair and then he speaks up "You may do with me as you please my beautiful boy, I won’t put up a fight", after the strong man said that, you pulled him on top of you, and you both kissed passionately, he was making sure you were comfortable all the time, he grabs you by the waist and now he pulled you on top of him and he repeats:

"I'm yours my dear boy, I'll forever be yours" you both kiss wildly, he gently kisses your neck, and his hands slide down towards your lower back, he looks at you, as if asking you if it was okay, you just nodded, and he starts to push your body back and forth in a soothing motion, he starts to moan, and you start to sweat, it was a beautiful interaction, as the moments passed he moaned your name:

"Oh my y/n! Oh you beautiful boy!" he moaned loudly, you noticed his beautiful mid-atlantic accent, you kissed him passionately, and you both enjoyed each other, and he repeats between groans and moans "I'm yours my boy, yours and yours only" as his moans turn louder and louder everytime, you smiled at him and he smiled at you, then you both eventually get tired and as he lays you on his chest he says:

"I love you so much my boy, I love you, I'm yours, always remember it" he was down bad for you, and you loved him so much, you hugged his big broad waist and squeezed it lightly, that move made him moan like crazy, "Mmghh-, you know very well how to make me weaker" he said on a playful yet serious tone, you were special and irreplaceable to him, he smiles and then says:

"I love you my boy, I love you" he wanted to make sure you knew how much he loved you, you noticed so much honesty and emotion in his voice, you fell asleep in his big beautiful body, you made him yours, you made James your man, you smiled to yourself and fell asleep in his arms, you were happy because you were his sweet boy, and he was your big man.

**the end**

[hail-satan6669]

Happy Birthday to my only true love!!!

happy birthday my dearest man, James Patrick March.

I'm totally in love with you, my other personalities saying that too. Well, I would love to celebrate Devils Night with you, but not this time my darling. We all know the reason for this outrage. So I have to celebrate it alone with my little group of genius girls, who always acting like they're Aileen Wuornos. Hope we can celebrate it together one day,

in deepest love,

Jade Marjorie Simple.

[geekgyrl]

I'll Scream #kidnapping #short #shorts #evanpeters #jamespatrickmarch #m...

[elaine-in-the-membrane]

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒂 𝒈𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆

[x-childish-x]

Hi there! I would like to see what James March would be like being stalker or jealous with the girl he likes 🥵🙏🏻😩

Dead Serious

Pairing: James Patrick March x fem!reader

Fandom: American Horror Story

Warnings: female!reader, stalker!James, creepy!James, creeper actions, sulking, jealousy, mentions to violence and murder

Word Count: 809

A/N: Enjoy the 400 follower spoil-fest!!!! Hello lovely! I kind of combined them both and twisted them a little. I hope you enjoy this and that it's what you wanted. Thank you so much for all the support and love! Enjoy! Feedback is always welcome and encouraged!

Summary: James can't help but shoot his shot after watching you from the shadows for weeks.

(gif not mine!)

You'd been sulking all night, sitting at the bar as you watched Donovan flit around the party. He stayed close to the Countess' side, kissing her more often than you wanted to see. Donovan had been the first to formally introduce himself to you, and try to make friends, but it didn't take long to realize he was off-limits.

James watched you from afar, as he had been since the beginning of your three-week stay at the Hotel Cortez. He'd been too afraid to reveal himself to you yet, but he'd banned all ghosts from touching you. More often than not, James found himself often contemplating the reality of killing Donovan each time he saw your puppy eyes following the immortal man. It made him sick and angry and, dare he say, upset. The uncertainty of his emotions was the exact reason that James had stuck to watching you like a stalker over the past two and a half weeks.

You ordered yet another drink from Liz, unknowingly impressing Mr. March with your alcohol tolerance. Grumbling under your breath at the sight of Donovan kissing the Countess yet again, your heart sunk deeper and deeper into your stomach. It was stupid to fuss over a taken man, but besides Liz, he'd been the only openly nice one to you.

James knew it was not only dumb but also dangerous to -stalk- admire a human woman such as yourself. Yet, he couldn't help it. Without revealing his form, James'd followed you everywhere and admiring every single thing you did. You were better than any drug he could've ever gotten, and seeing you watch the Countesses lover boy made him rage his jealousy. Every time your beautiful, sparkling eyes flicked to the immortal amateur, James had to stop himself from committing yet another murder.

"Why so glum, darling?" The thick accent of a handsome stranger washed over you as he sat next to you.

Slamming back the rest of your drink, you shamelessly looked the man up and down as you twirl your straw in between your perfectly painted nails, "I can't ever seem to find the right guy. They always end up kissing someone else."

James seethed with anger despite being impressed by your forwardness. Why wasn't he your type? He'd been watching you for weeks! He could tell you anything you asked! He could tell you about your favorite snack combination, or the way you always put your right sock on first, or the way your upper lip would twitch while you focused on work. It was true, this was the first time you were seeing him, so you could just barely be deciding if he was your type, but still, why didn't you want to kiss him?

"You can kiss me."

You laugh at James, your smile doing just enough to convince the man to not kill you for laughing at him.

"I wasn't joking," James speaks darkly, why don't you want to kiss him?

"Oh," Your smile slowly fades, as you notice that James was being dead serious, "Well, I never kiss a man without knowing his name first."

Of course, James already knew that. How could he not know that with how much he'd been watching you. He smiles dashingly, "The names March, James March."

"Well, Mr. March, it's a pleasure to meet you," You extend out your hand, "I'm (Y/n) (Y/l/n)."

Instead of shaking your hand, James brings it to his lips to press a gentle kiss to your fingers, "Tell me, darling. Am I the right guy? Cause I certainly won't kiss anyone else."

Your cheeks flare red, making James' smile widened. Your cheeks flare up the same way late at night when your hands sneak below the covers too-- "One kiss never hurt anyone, has it?"

James chuckles lightly, "No, it hasn't."

You both lean in, slightly too urgent for the kiss. Perhaps it's the lack of attention you've been receiving and James' excessive attention he's been dying to give from the shadows. Your lips lock in perfect sync, pulling soft whimpers from your perfect lips.

James pulls you onto his lap as his hands tangle in your hair. Your surroundings slowly fade as the only thing you can focus on is James. His lips on yours, his one hand in your hair and the other roaming your body. You're not sure where this man came from and how you didn't notice him before, but you're beyond glad he joined you at the bar. Something about his name rings a warning bell in the far back of your mind, but the taste of him in your mouth throws all caution to the wind.

If only you knew that you were kissing one of the most dangerous serial killers in the world. That James Patrick March was dead serious in more than one way.

General Taglist: @nowthisisdark​ @techssexythighs​

[mrsmarchw]

Queen of My Pitiful Soul - James Patrick March | EN-US (on Wattpad)

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[slasherslut96]

The way that they make me so horny!😍🖤🔪🩸

[shangralaband]

Flea market shelf, three bucks, it was blue, I painted it black. It's crazy, it fits this spot perfectly, and it's like it was purposely made to display pop vinyl figures!! For the win!! ;- )}} #mbillybones #dilligaf #popvinyl #funko #elvira #papaemeritusii #ghost #dracula #universalmonsters #franknfurter #riffraff #magenta #columbia #janetweiss #bradmajors #therockyhorrorpictureshow #ahs #americanhorrorstory #ahshotel #jamespatrickmarch #sally #holden #theaddamsfamily #gomez #morticia #unclefester #thecompoundupstairs (at The Compound - Upstairs) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5VzOmbnttz/?igshid=142lp56wh0fwu

[ahsfic-imagines]

(James March x Reader)

Word Count: 338 (it’s a shortie)

Summary: you and James are trying to pick names for your newborn child.

Warnings: FLUFFY, mentions about childbirth

Request by:

A/N: this is my first story so hopefully I will improve from this 😊. Send me some ideas!

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It was peaceful, the hotel was rarely quiet. After the birth of me and James’s daughter, our home was hush. I couldn’t say the same for during the delivery. It put The Cortez into chaos. The screams and wails from the room 64 put the hotel’s guests and staff off guard. But now that it’s was over, I had to focus on names. “How about Maisie.” I suggested. James shoke his head. “No Darling. She is not a Maisie.” James sighed. We have been at this for hours. “This is harder than I thought it was gonna be.” I held her close to me and kissed her forehead. “It will be worth it my dear.” He purred into my ear laying kisses on temple. I shifted so I could snuggle closer to him. “How about Charlotte.” He whispered in his smooth glossy accent. “Hmmmmm.” I hesitated, I had a friend named Charlotte who turned out to be a fake bitch. “Not Charlotte. I’ll explain later” I groaned, this is gonna take forever. “Are you losing hope already darling?” His piercing brown eyes bore into mine. “Her name has to be perfect, I want our beautiful baby girl have a suiting name.” I admitted. “Oh (y/n), she will. We will indeed discover one.” He murmured. At that a soft cry arised from the soft baby blanket from Liz. “Oh she’s awake.” I smiled happily. I cooed her and rocked her. “How about Alice.” The way James said it made me latch on to the name like a koala would do to it’s mothers back. She opened her dark brown eyes, like her fathers. “Alice.” I repeated. I looked into James love filled eyes “it’s perfect.” I whispered. “I promise to love you and protect you forever. Alice.” James swore. He gently dove down kissed her check. I could feel the tears in my eyes. I pressed forward and stole a very passionate kiss from James. This was the start of a new family, one that would last for eternity. (Sorry it’s so short. I hope you enjoyed!)

[ohnoitsmyra]

Just a quick little doodle of one of my favorite Evan Peters characters 😍 #evanpeters #ahs #ahsart #ahshotel #ahshotelart #jamespatrickmarch #fanart #fanartfriday #sketch #art #americanhorrorstory #myart #roaring20s #doodles https://www.instagram.com/p/Br8K3GLHxi6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1f8o5l8fwpugu

[zombiesneetlove2]

Spooktober ^^ We had a wonderful spooky shooting yesterday and we are ready for halloween💀👻🔪🎃 JAMES PATRICK MARCH COSPLAY #cosplay #americanhorrorstory #ahs #americanhorrorstoryhotel #ahshotel #ahscosplay #americanhorrorstoryhotelcosplay #hotelcortez #thecountess #thecountesscosplay #countesscosplay #sallymckennacosplay #countesselizabeth #mrmarch #jamesmarch #jamespatrickmarch #ladygaga #ladygagacosplay #jamespatrickmatchcosplay #jamespatrickmarch #mrmarchcosplay #sally #sallymckenna #sallycosplay #spooktober #horror #spooktober2018 #evanpeters #halloween @evanpeters @ladygaga @mssarahcatharinepaulson https://www.instagram.com/p/BooeN_gn_o4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1h1unqcz6g7un

[6max6moxxi6]

It’s not the getting ready, it’s the clean up ~ Donovan {not my artwork} #hotel #hotelcortez #ahs #ahshotel #americanhorrorstory #drawing #painting #art #elegant #darkness #room64 #jamespatrickmarch #thecountess #welcome https://www.instagram.com/p/CXUFwq2OBcf/?utm_medium=tumblr

[x-childish-x]

For the nsfw list can you do 52, 53 and 57 for JPM please? Thank you sm

Long-Awaited

Pairing: James Patrick March x fem!reader

Fandom: American Horror Story

Warnings: nsfw, drinking/being drunk, bondage, dominant James, smut, choking

Word Count: 1314

A/N: Hello! This ended up being much longer than I imagined. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: After a few shots and a long day, you're beyond ecstatic to finally see your lover, James. It doesn't take very long for you to get the one thing you've been waiting all day for... sex.

(not my gif!)

"I think it's time for you to go to bed," Liz chuckled as she watched you down your fourth shot.

Wincing and coughing at the burning in your throat you nodded, "Probably.. have you seen James by any chance Liz?"

"Haven't seen him since he left with you last night."

You groaned, dropping your head onto the bar counter dramatically, "When I woke up he wasn't there... and... I've been sooo horny all day."

Liz laughed loudly at this, "God you humans are such light-weights. Four shots in and you're telling me far more than I should know."

"Liz, Liz, Liz.." You laughed while standing up, stumbling slightly before beginning to walk backwards while shouting, "At least I'm alive!!"

You spun around only to collide into someone's chest, but before you could fall backwards strong hands caught you. You looked up into those damn brown eyes of none other than your lover, James March. A very quiet squeal left your mouth as you leaned up to kiss his lips quickly.

He smiled at you fondly, so much love pouring into his features that even Liz could see it from the bar, making her smile. It was about time that damn man found someone like you. Not that he deserved to love you, oh no.. not in his eyes did he deserve to love you. He had committed enough sins that you should've ran away screaming, but you didn't. You didn't even flinch. You didn't run when he told you he was dead, that everyone was dead in Hotel Cortez, you simply batted your eyelashes and gave him a crooked smile, mumbling one small word...

"So?"

Ohhh... there was not enough words to express how much love James had felt that night. Had the time been different, had he not been so afraid of scaring you off he would've smothered you in kisses and praised you for your bravery. But no.. he proceeded to lecture you, try to scare you, ranting about how many people he killed and all the terrible things he and many others had done inside Hotel Cortez. And as he finished he was beyond infuriated to see that adorable smile on your face, a small giggle tumbling out of your lips.

"I guess I have a thing for serial killers then."

And as your beautiful e/c eyes twinkled up from where you sat James knew he was in too deep. He smiled, remembering how you had ranted about (favorite serial killer) being your favorite serial killer to him a few days prior. Little did he know that your previous favorite was long forgotten, as James now took claim as your favorite serial killer.

And now, as he looked down at you, your eyes twinkled the same way they had that night. Reaching up he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled as you sighed and leaned into his touch. His human, his sweet human, his precious, drunk human. Looking up at James you suddenly remembered the events of the day and grabbed his ascot, yanking him towards you aggressively making his eyes widen.

"Where the hell have you been?!" You snapped at him, intending to sound intimidating.

James smirked slightly, your attempt at intimidating him adorable, but failing completely, "Busy, darling."

You huffed, letting go of his ascot and pouting, "Well while you were busy I was horny... all.. day.. long."

At this James eyes widened slightly, looking you over in your delicious f/c form-fitting dress, "Don't test me, darling."

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, igniting your damn charm that James simply couldn't resist, "Please Mr. March, I've been so lonely without you today.."

And with that he was holding your wrist tightly, dragging you to the elevator to go to his room. A small, drunken squeal left your lips and immediately his lips were attached to yours, quickly making way down your neck, sucking and nipping. You reached down, palming James through his jeans causing a deep groan to emit from his throat. He began to bite slightly harder on your neck, leaving marks along his way to remind everyone exactly who you belonged to.

The moment the elevator door opened James was dragging you to your shared room, hands desperately unlocking the door as you kissed his neck. He groaned deeply, the sound like music to your ears as you began to palm him again, your hands fumbling with the buckle of his belt. The door opened after much to long for James particular liking and he shoved you in. His dark chocolate brown eyes were impossibly darker as they swam with lust, eyes raking over your body, your perfect human body.

"Grab the ropes darling," James ordered making you scurry off to grab the ropes as he made quick work of removing his shirt.

"Here you go," You smiled as you appeared behind him, holding out the rope, and whispering as seductively as you could manage in your intoxicated state, "Mr. March."

He groaned deeply as he grabbed the ropes, "Everything off, now."

You smiled as you quickly unzipped your dress, letting it drop down to your ankles as you watched James begin to tie the ropes to the headboard. The moment he noticed your dress was off he was laying you down on the bed, securing your hands and ankles with the rope. You squirmed in anticipation as his eyes raked over your body.

James situated himself between your knees, a mischievous glint in his eyes as his hand came to rub your throbbing heat, "So wet, so ready... all for me, my sweet human?"

"Y-yes Mr. March," You spoke, your voice just short of a moan, "Please.. n-no teasing. I've been waiting all day for you."

And that was all James needed to hear. He buried himself in you quickly, a loud moan escaping your mouth as he stretched your warmest spot. Your hands pulled against the ropes as you loudly cried out James' name and desperate for more friction you rolled your hips against him.

It was like a fire was lit inside James, suddenly thrusting into you at a relentless pace, filling you completely with every single thrust. Your moans mixed with his grunts as he thought about choking you, maybe even killing you like some of his past victims. But no.. James loved you too much, your human innocence made him weak in the knees and he wasn't sure if he was ready for you to lose that yet.

But.. the thrill he'd receive..

No.. no it was wrong..

Maybe if he just pushed you to the brink, close enough to give him the thrill.. but not enough to actually kill you.

His animalistic instincts took over as his hand wrapped around your throat, watching as your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. A sickening smile rose to his lips. He loved seeing you this way, helpless under him. Completely, utterly, absolutely his. His tight grip on your neck became even tighter, making your moans almost stop completely at the lack of air. You cried out his name as he thrust into you impossibly quicker and harder, your arms yanking against the restraints.

James leaned down slowly, his mouth at your ear as he whispered, "I won't stop until you pass out, my darling human."

Your moans just barely escaped and James changed the positioning of his hips slightly causing your body to jolt. His length was pounding into you inhumanly and now he was hitting your g-spot with every single thrust. It wasn't much longer than your body began to shake as your orgasm washed over you in full effect. James grunts grew and your moans increased as your sensitive clit throbbed and stars clouded your vision. The last thing you remember from that night was James' wickedly prideful smile stared down at you.

His sweet human.

[strangerevan-blog]

Sucking His Fingers//most Evan Characters

This is my first imagine of almost all of Evan’s AHS characters. It’s not smutty but I plan on writing some of that in the future. I did not include Rory/Edward because these are super stereotypical of the characters and I wasn’t sure on how I wanted to write them at the moment but I wanted to go ahead and put this one out here to get started. I know Evan and Tate’s aren’t as long or in depth as the others but I will work on those as well. THIS PROBABLY SUCKS BUT WHO CARES I ENJOY EXPRESSING MYSELF AND EVEN THOUGH I DON’T ACTUALLY THINK IT SUCKS, IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER WHEN I SAY IT DOES AND THEN PEOPLE SAY IT DOESN’T bitch don’t act like you don’t do the same thing aaye. Anyways, enjoy this! Also, peep the aggression at the end of Kai’s because that’s the kind of shit I live for.

Evan - That morning you both had decided to walk down to the local coffee shop and grab something to drink before starting a day of shooting more episodes of AHS Season 8. You were waiting in line looking at the different displays of cupcakes, muffins, and breads as you heard your order number being called. You grabbed the drinks and sat down at the little table next to the window. He began stirring his iced coffee with his finger since he was too lazy to get up and retrieve one from the front. You rolled your eyes as he began to talk about the upcoming part he had to play. "So Ryan told me I should maybe act more cynical for the part but I don't know, I feel like the character would want to be hyp-", he suddenly stopped and looked up at you when you slowly sucked the finger he had stirred his coffee with. You looked at him through innocent eyes, though it was far from that. "Carry on.", you muffled as you continued to lick and suck his finger. He couldn't catch his breath and began looking around for paparazzi and you laughed.

Tate - He busted through your bedroom door and jumped onto your bed while you were laying down listening to music. You weren't in a bad mood but you did want to relax and enjoy the drumming sounds of Nirvana playing all around you. Tate waited a few minutes until he got bored and wanted your attention. "I know we have a lifetime in this house, but I really want to talk to you now.", he whined. You just giggled and continued to listen to the music. He exaggerated a sigh and started poking you in the face. You became playfully aggravated so you grabbed his hand and stuck his pointer and middle finger in your mouth. You laughed around his fingers as he let out a gasp of surprise.

Kit - He had come home from a long day at the shop and you wanted to make him feel special. And what better way to do that than by making him a homemade chocolate cake! You had just finished frosting it when he opened the front door. He dragged his feet into the kitchen and smiled when he smelled the sweet treat. He rested his chin on your shoulder and swiped a bit of frosting from the cake and laughed. You turned around and swatted at his chest, giggling. You then stood on your tippy toes and licked his frost-covered finger. He was surprised at first but then raised an eyebrow as he pushed more of his finger against your tongue. You sucked his finger until all of the frosting was gone.

Kyle (pre-death) - You arrived at the frat party pretty late in the game so almost everyone was already fucked up. You left your two friends, who were already grinding on some guys you didn't know, and found some tequila. You grabbed a shot glass and a lime wedge but you couldn't find the salt. "Looking for this?", you heard a voice say behind you. You turned around and saw a member of the fraternity holding the margarita salt, wearing a innocent grin. You tilted your head and winked as you gently lifted his finger to your mouth and licked it. Quickly, you dripped it into the salt and pulled it back out. You grabbed your shot of tequila and line wedge and then whispered "cheers". You sucked on his salty finger and then threw back the shot. You began walking away, now chewing on the lime, and glanced back over your shoulder. You say him dazed as he just stood there in the frat house kitchen wondering who you were.

Kyle (Post-death) - As you slipped inside Kyle's room, you could still here Madison and Zoe screaming at each other about who he actually belonged to in the other room. They always did this - they would start one by one trying to make Kyle choose who he wanted more sexually. But how could he choose when he had no sense of anything after he came back from the dead. He would start to spaz out while Madison and Zoe left him high and dry. You saw him sitting on the end of his bed looking down. You softly stepped in front of him and dropped to your knees. He looked away from his pants and stared at you. You smiled and grabbed his right hand. "I would never leave you like that if I were Zoe or Madison.", you said before placing his middle finger in your mouth. He opened his mouth and made a incoherent noise that sounded like a mix of a moan and a gasp. You were determined to finish what the two girls had started.

Jimmy - "Head to your seat folks, the show will start in 5 minutes!", you heard Jimmy say into the backstage microphone. You had attended the freak show for the first time 3 years ago and had loved every second of it. Especially Jimmy, he was so fascinating to you. You loved his personality, his good looks, his dedication and loyalty to his friends and family, and you really loved his hands. But even after 3 years, he was still nervous to go on stage and perform with them. "What if I screw up and drop the ball? What if they are disgusted and repulsed? What if they start ma-", you stopped him dead in his tracks by taking his hand and shoving his morphed pointer and middle finger in your mouth. It was a lot to hold but you closed your eyes and moaned against it. The tip of his middle finger hit the back of your throat and you gagged as you looked up at his face through your eyelashes. He had turned red and bashful as you released his hand and winked at him. "Screw them, baby. I love you and your hands and there is nothing I would ever change about you. Now, get out there and show them what you are working with!", you shouted as you heard the applause of the show starting. He walked out on stage and turned back around to you. He smiled and laughed because he knew he had found the best person in the world to be with.

James - You and James had a love/hate relationship ever since he killed you 4 years ago. It all started as an actual kill on his part just for the hell of it. You had stopped by the hotel for just one night as you were making your way across the country on a road trip. You wanted to get away from the hustle and bustle of life and intended on ending at the coast of California. "I need a room for just one night, preferably the cheapest you have - I'm down to the last few dollars from this trip.", you said exhausted. "Well, we have a great deal for you! We have a room half priced tonight.", a grey haired lady, who's name tag read Iris, said. "Great, I'll take it!", you smiled. "Room 64 dear, up the stairs to the left.", she said already turning her attention back to adjusting the keys for the other rooms. You practically ran up the stairs and found room 64. You jumped and slammed your body onto the king sized bed and closed your eyes. You wanted to sleep as much as you could before finishing the final few hours of your trip the next day. As you tried to fall asleep, you could vaguely hear a drink being poured in the corner of your room. You sat up on your bed and screamed when you saw a man dressed in a nice suit with a pencil mustache. "Oh dear, don't be frightened.", he said shaking his head. He gulped his strong drink and slammed it down on the table, shattering it to pieces. He mischievously laughed as he walked towards you, pulling out a knife. You were frozen in a trance. He grabbed you by the throat and slammed your head back into the bed. He brought the knife to your chest just above your heart. He drug the knife across the skin and your blood oozed out. He swiped the red liquid on his finger and rubbed it against your lips. "It's the perfect shade of red for you, don't you think darling?", he cooed. You, not really understanding his game, licked your lips and popped his finger in your mouth, sucking the rest of the blood off. "Yes, I think it is.", you said smiling, showing your blood stained teeth. James only stared back with a hint of a smile before he kissed you. As you felt the rush of his tender kiss, you also felt the pressure and sting of the knife he jabbed into your heart. As everything went black, you heard him whisper, "I'll see you on the other side, my dear."

Kai - You sat on the basement couch as you waited for Winter to come down and get you. You two had planned on studying in her room for your college final in women's studies but her brother, Kai had called an emergency meeting for his "group". Though no one told you, you knew it was a cult. How could anyone NOT see it was a cult. Kai was an evil, malicious, conniving leader who manipulated and twisted everyone's thoughts. But damn, he looked good doing it. You heard shouting from up stairs as the door to the basement swung open and Kai came rushing down. "Don't do it! Don't answer his questions!", you heard Winter scream and plea. Kai slammed the door shut and locked it before turning around and smiling at you. "Come, sit and talk with me.", he said sitting at the table under one light. You obliged to his command as you were scared to do anything other than what he said. You assumed the position by grabbing his pinky in yours. "Now tell me woman, what fills your heart with dread.", he said staring intensely into your eyes. "The sounds of whining children.", you bluntly said without even realizing. He laughed, "I'm glad we are on the same page with that. Now, what are you most afraid of?". You shook your head, "You already know this...I know Winter tells you everything about me.". He had tried to recruit you into the "group" for a while but you just weren't ready. Now you were. "I want to hear it from your own mouth.", he said glaring. You waited a few moments until you found the courage to say it. "The thought that I might be in love with someone so wrong for me.", you said finally making full forced eye contact. He smiled and whispered, "Well, don't be afraid of that anymore." You smiled back knowing you accomplished what you had wanted to and found a new sense of relief. You started to smirk as you realized that you were now his. With your pinkies still locked, you brought his pinky to your mouth and slightly sucked on it will his face remained the same. "This is going to be fun.", he said as he began to pry your mouth open and insert the rest of his hand.

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The only man I'd let hit me with a hammer