#reader x evanpeters

[evanboodaddy]

"I watched American Horror story for the plot"

the plot:

[kai-anderson-whore]

The summoning (jmp x tate Langdon x reader smut)

Summary: you had always been fascinated with serial killers and true crime, one day you decided to try and summon your two favourite killers

Warnings: smut, three way, oral (tate receiving), p in v sex, doggy style 😏, summoning a ghost, ouija board,

Word count: 1,3k (another short one it was supposed to be longer)

A/n: this is a request by @villains-are-hot, thank you for the request and once again I apologise that it was very rushed at the end and I took ages to post this 😊

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For as long as you could remember you had a unhealthy obsession with true crime/ serial killers. Some may say it's far from normal, it was frightening. You knew stories of cases watched all the documentaries and more.

Some people say it's the type of obsession you hear killers having before they kill. You didn't care it was a interest that you were so passionate about. You preferred learning about serial killers, how their mind works, what drove them to do it. The ones you liked learning about the most was Tate Langdon who got shot dead in his bedroom after shooting up his school one day in 1994. And the other was James Patrick march a well known serial killer from the 1920s to the early 1930s. Legend has it they both still reside in their place of death.

You didn't know if that was true or not, you visited the hotel that James Patrick march resides in but nothing, you couldn't exactly go to the murder house since people live there. It intrigued you deeply, the thought it could be true or not.

You didn't know what you were doing when the idea popped into your head, you thought it won't work but it was worth a go. Now researching things to do, how to summon ghosts, some where a bit far fetched others seemed fake but you were willing nonetheless. Finding a method writing down everything that had to be done.

You sat in front of the oujia board your fingers delicately on the triangle piece. You took deep breaths trying to stay calm circling the board three times before saying "James Patrick march and Tate Langdon I invite you to this space" waiting a few seconds you felt eerily quiet and cold.

"Is there anyone here?" You asked the board, you felt something pushing the triangle to yes, you gasped in shock now feeling nervous but your fingers still remain on the piece. "How many sprits are here?" You then asked feeling uneasy slightly regretting your decision. The piece moved to the number 2 you didn't know if it was you or if it was actually two spirits here but you slowly asked your next question "w-who are you?".

The board moved to around spelling out two initials JMP and TL you gasped removing your hands from the board standing up. Completely forgetting to say goodbye. You immediately grabbed the board putting it away "what the fuck, it's probably me doing it it's got to be" you whispered to yourself.

"Not quite dear" a voice chimed making you yelp in fright. "What the fuck!?" You turned around seeing two guys there awfully familiar to you, they looked identical like discrete descent, "w-who are you?" You asked in fear.

"I'm James Patrick march and this is-" "Tate Langdon" they said, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion "you're both dead no this can't be true." You couldn't believe what you were seeing they looked exactly like the killers you knew so much about. "How are you here?" You asked a thousand questions running around your head.

"Well you summoned us" Tate chuckled pointing to the ouija board. That's when you realised "shit I forgot to say goodbye" mentally cursing yourself, "it's quite alright dear, but I must ask how did you manage to get us free?" James asked.

"Dude she used the ouaji board to get us out" Tate said like James was dumb. "That's fascinating" James eyes light up "I don't know how we could ever thank you" James added. Tate's eyes on you like you’re his prey, swallowing a lump in your throat as his steps grew closer to you from behind. "I've got an idea" Tate's breath on your neck sending shivers down your spine. "Y-you don't need to thank me" your voice was above whisper unsure what they mean.

"Well boy enlighten us with your idea" James's velvety voice made you shiver more. You couldn't deny they were both very attractive despite their tendency to killing. "Well she's pretty isn't she? Don't you agree?" Tate smirked his hands running down the soft skin of your arms. "I do agree with you she is quite remarkable" James agreed beckoning his steps closer to you.

You didn't know if your body was filled with fear or anticipation maybe both. Closing your eyes feeling their breaths breeze across your features. James colds fingertips grazing gracefully along your bare arms bringing goosebumps to their wake. "I think we shall reward her for setting us free from our eternal resistances" James smirked his pencil moustache raising up.

"I was thinking the same" Tate chuckled with a devilish smirk, you didn't know what to feel scared? Or turned on? Maybe both. Feeling their cold hands on you but you didn't protest instead you let out a small sigh tugging on your shirt removing it from your body your head felt like it was spinning feeling their lips on your neck. You felt yourself being guided to your bed. Seeing Tate now above you with a mischievous smirk on his face.

You didn't know where James was until Tate pull away from you, seeing James now in his briefs flipping you over on your hands and knee. You whimpered in anticipation for what's to come feeling James's cold fingers hooking into your underwear peeling the fabric of your underwear off you and into the floor. Tate in front of you his impressive length in-front of you, holding yourself on one hand stroking him, earning a low groan erupted from his mouth. You felt cold fingertips teasing your folds collecting your arousal bringing it to your clit circling it in slow torturous motions.

A small gasp left your lips, your body automatically responding to James's touch "that's it dear" he says huskily, Tate still knelt infront of you his eager length desperate for attention. You took Tate's cock in your hand stroking him kitten licking the tip making him buck his hips into your touch more. You took Tate in your mouth swirling your tongue along the tip, gasping as you felt James enter your heat.

James thrusted into you slowly you moaned against Tate's length. A low groan rumbled from his throat his hips bucked further in your throat. James thrusts grew more faster and harder, tears forming in your eyes. "Fuck" Tate hissed his hips essentially fucking your throat.

"You feel wonderful darling" James hissed his grip on your hips tight, nails digging into your skin only adding to your pleasure. "Fuck" you moaned feeling Tate twitch in your mouth signalling you that he was close. You kept your movements along Tate's cock till he releases into the back of your throat, swallowing every drop. James kept his movements thrusting harshly into you you felt close to the edge "I'm so close" you moaned. Tate was watching you and James with a smirk, his skin flustered. James didn’t stop his movements hitting that spot guaranteed to make you see stars.

With a few more harsh deep thrusts, your body trembles, back arching releasing over James’s length trigging his own release deep inside you. His thrusts became sloppy till they came to a halt. Trying to catch your breath “that was something else” you chuckled. James and tate shared a wicked smile between them, “oh we’re don’t done, we’re only getting started” Tate’s voice make a shiver run down your spine waiting on what’s to come.

[rainthespiritual]

Tate Langdon spicy headcannons since I'm 18

if you aren't 18 or over please leave, this is ADULT CONTENT and I better hear 0 shit abt Tate being young or a teen he's a mf ghost and has been since 1993 so SHUT IT

btw I didn't just turn 18 I did a while ago just felt like naming the post that..

anyways this is for all my horny motherfuckers out there ♡ enjoy 😉

GONNA SAY IT AGAIN YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED THIS IS CONTENT SPECIFICALLY MADE FOR THOSE 18 AND OVER

Tate deffinetly gives me switch vibes he basically just wants to do whatever you wanna do

he loves pleasing and making you feel good it's his #1 goal and if he doesn't he will feel shitty until he makes it right..

he hates the idea of hurting you like he doesn't want to slap you hard or go too hard on you because seeing you in pain makes him feel super guilty

he might be into a little choking or some love taps but he's CONSTANTLY asking you if what he's doing is okay

"that won't hurt you right?"

"are you sure baby?"

"I guess if it's okay with you..."

CONSENT IS SEXY YALL AND TATE AGREES

overall he's just a big sweetheart about everything and we love him for that

you had to teach him about safewords and it kind of confused him at first but he got the hang of it

"so I stop when you say that?"

"but what if you say stop i don't stop? just when you say... okay got it"

"I'm still kinda confused actually can you explain it to me again?"

Let's just say the rubber suit he wears isn't just for killing people it's also for killing your pus-

KIDDING KIDDING 🤭

fr tho he'd definitely wear that I can just feel it 😐

AHHH HE'D MAKE A CRINGE ASS SPOTIFY PLAYLIST FOR YOU GUYS

"Tate I'm sorry but I'm not fucking you to deep throat by cupcake"

"why not 😔🥺"

[koilois]

Two Virgins,

  Peter Maximoff x Reader

Warnings: Smut, sexual content, top! Peter, uses of pet names like 'kitten', popping each other cherry, gentle/rough sex, biting, licking, kissing (ofc), blow-job, basically sex guys..,

i honestly dont see a lot of Peter Maximoff smut, so i thought why not do him first?

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You weren't special, you didn't have a useful ability. Meaning you were needed a lot and didn't get too much attention. Though you didn't mind, everyone described you as Shy, and distant, that's if they knew you.

But Peter, your best friend always described you as amazing, and cheerful, once they got to know you,

The only friend you had was Peter.

You admired him. You did. His self-awareness, his confidence, his gift, his silver hair,

Everything.

Truth be told you started to grow a huge, small, crush on the fastest man alive. His head pats would make you feel like you were in heaven. Just a touch from that man and you were practically jello. People around you started to notice your change of mood when Peter was next to you.

The only one who didn't notice was.

Peter.

But that's alright, Peter couldn't like someone like you anyways!

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You heard a knock on your room door, you turned your head towards the door as you got up from your bed to open the door.

"H-hello?" You stuttered, opening the door slightly to see Peter. You couldn't help yourself and get excited, Instantly smiling, and swinging the door open. "Yeah?" You raised your voice a little high, everyone was sleeping. Peter. Raised his index finger to your lips, telling you to keep it down. You were going crazy, your eyes looked up at him like a lost puppy.

"Someone's gonna hear us, we're gonna get caught." He warned as he walked in, shutting the door behind him. "So- what brings ya' here Peter?" You asked jumping on your bed and patting the bed silently telling him to take a seat. "Ah, well I wanted to tell you something."

"Look- I know you stole my left other McDon-"

You were interrupted by his lips on yours, you were in shock,

"I.."

"Look, I like you, and- I maybe shouldn't have kissed you without permission," he rambled, scared that you wouldn't see him fit as a friend, being that he invaded your personal space. He knew how sensitive you were. You didn't say anything. You wanted to but nothing came out. You crawled closer to him, saying nothing, you kissed him again, caressing his jawline. This kiss was deeper, it felt deeper, it felt amazing, he wrapped his arms around your waist making you sit in his lap,

Now it was a heated make-out session.

You pulled away for air, panting, your hands now on his chest. "More. C'mon-" he practically begged. "Anything you want." You slightly moaned, being so needy for any attention from your lover. "Wait- shouldn't we wait? I mean we just confessed our feelings" I mentioned. He shrugged. "It's never too early. Is it?" He shrugged his face getting closer to yours again, lips brushing against each other. "So how far are we going?" He asked, kissing the point of your nose. You were so needy and excited. You wanted him all. All of him, "as far as we can go"

He smiled pulling his shirt off, getting on top of you, and kissing you, not rough, but ever so slightly. His lips were so soft. You felt his stomach, his chest, his collarbones, pulling away from the kiss slowly you took your shirt off, leaving your laced light pink bra on. He practically went wild. You turned away, trying to avoid eye contact, you were so embarrassed

"You're beautiful" he breathed out. He groped your beast, all of this escalated quickly, and it was somewhat overwhelming for you. But you needed him, and he needed you. He unclipped your bra, and before taking it off completely he asked If he could. You nodded your head and so then your bra met the same fate as his shirt.

On the floor.

Groping your breast, you moaned, butterflies in both of the pits of your stomach. You both were practically melting in each other's grasp, he then took your sensitive nipple in his mouth. The other one he has playing with, fiddling the soft bud between his fingers. You couldn't help but moan.

Never felt this sensation before. It felt amazing. Almost too amazing.

Your panties started to be drenched in your natural lube. It started to feel uncomfortable, squeezing your legs to feel some sort of friction between your legs. And it was worked moaning in the process. He noticed what you were doing and stopped what he was doing. He laid you down on the bed- spreading your legs and getting between them. His bigger figure looms over your smaller figure. It was so overwhelming. You almost couldn't believe this was happening. He pulled your skirt down. His eyes never leave yours. He looked at your panties. It was a baby blue color, he could see the damp spot from your wetness. He teased you a bit-- taking his hand and practically palming you through your panties. You took your hands and covered your face with them. "No. Don't do that. You're beautiful, I wanna see your reaction kitten, please. Do that for me" he begged. So desperate to see how good he can make you feel. You did as he asked you, removing your hands from your face, whimpering at the friction he was making you feel. You stopped his movements.

"Let me make you feel good too" you begged. Looking at him, he did so.

You sat up and dragged your hands down his body stopping at his v-line. Kissing under his belly button- just to slightly tease him. He shuddered, looking down at you. You slowly took off his boxers. Being surprised by the length.

This was the first you've ever seen.  The heat between your legs got worse, at the sight your crotch pulsed. You took his dick in your hands. Slowly moving your hand. You licked the tip, admiring your lover's body. Slowly you took him in your mouth. Wrapping your tongue around his length, using your hands to stroke what couldn't fit in your mouth, and you started bobbing your head. He let out a loud moan. Then quickly shut his mouth with his hands. Making him whimper at the pleasure he was feeling.

He took his hands and grabbed your head. You looked up at him. Questioning what he was doing. Your thoughts are interrupted by your hips thrust into your mouth. Saliva ran down his dick and ran down your chin. You gagged as he was down your throat. He whimpered as he pulled out. Not wanting to finish yet. You gasped for air. The lack of air got to you. He looked at your face, saliva running down your mouth, tears running down your eyes, he was practically melting at the sight. "Lay down." He.. demanded?

You did what he said

You laid down. Still out of breath. You were heated, Your whole body was so hot your felt like you were going to have a stroke. He had gotten between your legs taking a deep breath. On his knees- He looked down on you. "Can i- Put it in?" He asked he looked so desperate for your warm hole. Of course. You said yes, He slowly put the tip in.

He was already stretching you out. You had only used your fingers, And it's not like your fingers were thick and long- Your whole body tensed up at the pain, as he continued to push in. Halfway in. More tears started to overwhelm your eyes. placing your hands on his shoulder for some comfort, He noticed this and gave you a look, Asking if he could keep doing it, You said nothing but nodded your head yes. He thrust in Knocking the air out of your lungs, letting out a slight pained moan. Now the pain was mixing with pleasure as the man was balls deep inside you.

He whimpered, his eyelids fluttering, trying to keep his eyes open to see your beautiful facial expressions. This might sound mean on Peter's part, but he liked seeing your face as he stretched your poor virgin pussy out. He pulled out with the sight of a little blood. He had popped your cherry, the mixture of natural lube, and your blood sent him on edge. As he started to thrust his hips at a slow but hard paste, Making you scream out, "Peter! Mm.." He had pressed his hand against your mouth not wanting anyone to hear what you two were doing, He leaned down, whispering how good you felt in your neck while also letting out whimpers with each thrust he made. He started to thrust faster, You swore you could feel him in your stomach, it's what it honestly felt like. Your whole body was shaking at the ecstasy he was making you feel. Pleasurable screams and moans were muffled by his hands. "I love you so- much. Hemp" he whispered into your neck, He then bit into your neck which made you wrap your legs around his waist causing him to go even deeper. Your eyes rolled back. This was everything to you. You felt so complete, you felt as if an unknown god has answered your prayers,

He let go of your neck, then sucked on the mark he made with his teeth, His hips moved faster the bed started to creak and make sounds, At this point, he didn't care, "I'm gonna- fuck. M yes- I'm gonna..Oh god baby." He chanted yes's with each every fast and hard thrust. You were practically turning into jelly. You didnt know sex felt this good.  You thought it was heavily overrated. You were completely wrong. After one last hard thrust, he pulled out his load now on your stomach, Your legs Shaked, as your legs unwrapped around his waist and rested on the comfortable bed sheets.

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Word count: 1671!

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Love you! < 3

Requests: still open

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[missuswalker]

Hi, can I request an angst for Kit Walker x female reader where they are both patients in Briarcliff and starting to have romantic feelings for each other please? Thank you

𝐢 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 || 𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

♰ summary: you and kit were both unjustly thrown into briarcliff and you’ve bonded over that, maybe more than you should

angst/comfort

♰ warmings: mentions of death

♰ notes: ilhsm he’s so husband 🤭

it was quiet this morning, other patients whispering to each other about something you would ever care to know. “mornin’,” kit sighs, dropping down next to you at the chess table. a few people glance your way, but you pay no mind to it, just scratching at the wooden leg of the table. “you ever gonna actually play this?” he asks, picking up one of the chess pieces, setting it on your arm. your gaze stays fixed on the table’s leg, but you shrug. “no. don’t know how.”

kit sighs, moving the piece back to the board. “you wanna learn? i can teach ya’ how,” kit offers, beginning to move the pieces to their designated squares. “no, thank you,” you mumble. he was quiet from a moment, examining your dull eyes, one’s that are usually happy and hopeful when he’s around. all day you had be thinking about how long you’ve been here. about how you’re not going to get out. they were emotionally draining thoughts, but they were thoughts you had to have at some point.

“what’s your deal,” kit says jokingly, trying to lighten the somber mood. upon your lack of response, thoughts of his own settle into his mind. did you finally fall for the other patients’ bullshit about him being a murderer? he frowns, stiffening in his seat. you were the one person he didn’t want to believe this. he stopped caring about the others a long time ago. “y’know you can tell me what’s on your mind,” he continues, not wanting to give you up, his one real friend in this place.

your silence does not waver, the only change being the force of your nails being pushed into the already-chipped wood of the table leg. kit simply stands, walking away. he tried to convince himself that he didn’t want to be around you, anyways. taking one last look at you, he sees that your face was now buried in your arms, hidden from his view. as much as he wanted to come rub your back, get you to look at him, he believed that it wasn’t what you’d want, that you never wanted to see him again. he had truly convinced himself that you thought he was a killer.

as soon as he left, though, you were silently begging him to stay. you didn’t want to talk, you just wanted to be near him, take comfort in his presence. you really, really liked kit. he was the little bit of good in all this bad that had kept you going for so long. his stupid dad jokes were all it took to get you to smile, and you were beginning to realize that no one but you could ever laugh at something like that. when his smile was all you could think about, you knew you wanted more from him than just a friendship.

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you had kitchen duties tonight, which you believed to be the worst thing in life. once you enter the kitchen, though, is when your mind changes. “kit,” you grin, obviously feeling a little better than you previously had. you expected a hey or a smile, but, instead, he just ignored you, kneading at the dough in front of him. it’s not like he didn’t hear you, he heard you loud and clear. he could recognize your voice from a mile away. he just didn’t want to talk to you. as odd as it was for him, you accepted it, considering you’d done the same thing earlier. you gave him some space, working on some dough on the opposite side of the counter.

“you won’t even stand by me,” he says, his voice nearly breaking at the end. he couldn’t help but think you were afraid of him. you furrow your brows, moving to the other side of the counter, now right next to him. “christ, just go back to where you were,” he mumbles, shaking his head. “i thought you wanted me to stand here,” you say growing frustrated with kit’s unusual behavior. “you’re only standin’ here because you feel like you have to,” he scoffs, eyes fixed on his hands and the dough.

you frown for what felt like the hundredth time today, rolling your eyes. “i want to stand here,” you defend, getting back to work. after a moment of silence, kit glances at your agitated face. he didn’t like that you didn’t look happy to be with him, that you weren’t going on one of your tangents about a random thing that interested you. “i thought you believed me, y’know. i thought we were friends, or somethin’.”

“what the hell are you talking about, kit,” you huff, glancing at him with a completely confused look. “i know you’re thinkin’ i’m gonna hurt you, ‘cause you let those people tell you i’m a killer,” his says, moving his hands to grip the edge of the countertop. “what? where’d you get that from,” you ask with a sigh, shaking your head. “you wouldn’t even look at me this morning, when you got in here you stood as far away as you possibly could, and everyone’s been whisperin’ all day.”

“i was just havin’ a bad morning, kit, you’re not the only fucking one with problems in your life,” you blurt, regretting what you said immediately, not wanting to hurt his feelings, though you didn’t take it back. he tries to read your expression, the same silence falling over the two of you again. instead of receiving a harsh comeback, you just feel gentle arms snake around your waist. you wanted to fight it, you were trying to be upset with him, but how could you? “i’m sorry, angel, i just got caught up in my own head. you’re right, you have problems too, and i should’ve thought about that.”

turning around to face him, you wrap your own arms around him. why was he so goddamn irresistible? he offers you a sweet smile, hoping to make up for the rocky start to the day. “you wanna talk about anything?” he asks, resting his chin on the top of your head, rubbing your back in slow, comforting motions. this was your kit, the everyday kit that would be effortlessly kind. “i dunno. i was just thinkin’ ‘bout life,” you say, though he could see right through you. “i don’t wanna die in here, kit,” you finally admit, letting your head rest against his chest. “i get it. i know how you feel, but i won’t let you die in here. i’m gonna get you out,” he promises, kissing your temple.

“look at me. i swear i’ll get you out of this place,” he says, lifting your chin. your sad eyes were enough to break his heart, but when you gave him that little smile, he knew it was over for him. he’d been trying hard not to fall for you, your wits and charms, but he had lost that battle a while back. he wanted to kiss you so bad, but he didn’t want to take advantage of your vulnerability. you seemed to have other plans. as you pulled his face down, he hesitated, but ultimately leaned down the rest of the way, connecting your lips. after that, you both knew where your hearts belonged.

once you pull away, he has this big, stupid smile on his face. you laugh at the look, looking down at your feet. “you still got somethin’ on your mind, whatcha’ thinkin’ about,” he asks, smoothing out your hair with his big hand. “nothing, just same thing i was thinking this morning. i wanna get out of here so bad. i want a family, i’ve wanted a little girl since i was a kid,” you ramble, thinking about how nice it would be to have your own house, a dog or a cat, and a baby of your own. kit pretends to think for a moment, before saying, “i think i can make that happen.”

you scoff, smacking his chest with the back of your hand. “you hush,” you laugh, but your laugh quiets as he holds a serious face. it was hard to tell if he was joking or if he meant it, but it looked more and more like the latter ever second that went by. “i think i love you,” he admits, his tone completely serious. “what?” you ask, stuck in that moment of shock. he gives you those brown puppy eyes, bringing your knuckles up to his lips. “i do,” he says, now kissing the open palm of your hand.

“i think i love you too, then.”

pt 2

i love this man so much he can knead my dough

[whimperforme]

Unimaginable Things..

Alex (Adult World) FF

Warnings: nothing extreme, mentions of sex toy’s, fluff and fun really.

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Y/N’S POV

Working in a sex store, how should I put this.. it’s a lot. You’d get guys coming in here with hard on’s asking for Unimaginable Things.

Thing’s you wouldn’t even find in this shop.

Adult World

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“Y/n!” You hear Alex yell from the back, wondering upon the store to the back from where Alex’s voice had echoed from.

Spotting him, unboxing new shipments of toy’s we had gotten recently.

You tighten your lips shut, holding in the amount of giggles that could possibly fly from your mouth from seeing Alex holding a dildo in his left hand, looking up at you cluelessly.

I guess you could say I was a little childish..

He sighed, shooting you a grin “What’s so funny?” he blurted out, still holding said toy. Seeing it slightly jiggle.

“Alex.. put that down, you..” You couldn’t hold your laughs, come spitting out.

“You.. look” You try and finish said sentence, unable to speak from the laughing fit you where tranced in.

“I look what?” He stood up, chuckling from seeing you in such a fit. “Gay?” He finished his sentence, coming in your face, wiggling the toy in your face.

You nod as you scooted away, falling on the floor. Groaning.

Alex immediately give’s you a loud, goofy laugh, placing said dildo on the counter.

“You are unbelievable, you think that is funny? Y/n we are surrounded by them!..” He looked around, fanning his arm’s about.

Alex helps you up, brushing yourself off you reply.. “I know, I guess I am childish hm? This job is not suited for me.” you give Alex a toothy grin.

“I like you working here, you brighten this place up. It can make you not want to come in everyday if you worked here.. all by your lonesome.” Alex loves his voice, stepping closer to you.

It’s true that you and Alex had a little past with friends with benefit’s, you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t grown a little attached to him.. You knew if you kept that up with him, you’d gain a hopeless amount of feeling’s for him.

That’s what you didn’t want.. It would ruin you both, you where scared that it would ruin the friendship you two have.

That’s why you had ended things with him.

No more sex with no strings attached..

You didn’t want that, you wanted love, true love. Not a hookup every week..

Alex comes close enough so he can look down at you, you look at him through your lashes. You’re hair slightly falling in-front of your face.

Alex Immediately grabs said strand of hair, tucking it back behind your ear. He earns a airy chuckle from you.

“I miss you, you know..” He softly spoken, playing with your short hazel like hair.

You stay quiet, unknown of what to reply with.

“I can never get you out of my head some nights, Y/n. This vivid image of you smiling at me, such love in those pretty eyes of yours.. I feel as If I’m drowning when I look into them.”

You let out a shaky breathe. “What are you trying to say, Alex.” You quietly murmured.

“I.. I don’t know yet, Y/n. But.. I just know that I like you. A lot actually. I think i’ve known it for a while, it’s all you. Surrounding my life. Is this what love is suppose to feel like?”

“Alex..” You sigh, this was it.. Alex confessing his love to you. “I don’t know what love feels like, all I know is that.. I like you too. I’ve known it too, I’ve felt it.. Everyday here with you and-“ He cut’s you off, softly landing his lips on yours.

Kissing you with pure passion, both off Alex’s and your lips syncing with one another with ease. You closed your eyes, feeling as If your lips were meant here, all along.

Fitting perfectly together..

He cups the sides of your face, pulling away as he smashing your foreheads together.

You open your eyes, both panting.

Staring into each others, soul to soul connected.

You batted your lashes at him. “I think.. I’m in love with you, Y/n.” He smiled, confessing his true feels.

ALEX’S POV

I did love her, fuck those midnight hookup calls. It wasn’t enough.

I needed Y/n all to myself. To call her mine. The things this woman makes me feel are incredible.

Her smile beaming up at me, those perfect shaped eyes. Her soft lips..

Thinking of the Unimaginable Things we could do together.

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Thank you for reading this.. it’s my first FF on here, I don’t know how to feel about it.

As was said, I know this was going to be a goofy one.. But it all ended up being a confessed of Alex’s love for Y/n. Should I possibly make a P2? and take things further?

Let me know if you liked it, requests are open!

[taintandviolent]

some Jimmy Darling wallpapers / lockscreens inspired by my fic 🥹

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[witchyykitten]

my mom really loves Evan Peters but thats not a good sign bcs shes insane and fucking unpredictible woman...

[evanpeters-posts]

My favourite couple ever sorry not sorry 😭

[adsmae]

𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞.

You and Evan have been dating for two years, and you and he have been living in your guys’ shared apartment for 5 months now. Today it was your turn to cook but he decided to go out of his way and cook for you because he knew how stressed you’ve been and how everyone was treating you like trash at work. He is overall your stress reliever, medicine in a way.

You are on the couch watching the vampire diaries while drinking wine when suddenly you hear a knock at the door. You know it’s Evan because you can slightly hear muffles and grunts outside the door.

“Babe, can you open the door please?” You can hear him grunting trying to open the door but it’s no use for the poor guy. You set your wine glass down on the coffee table and giggle at the fact he can’t open the door. You quickly rushed and open it. Evan looked like he ran a marathon, with his hair sticking to his forehead and his mouth slightly parted. 

“I’m sorry here let me help” You grab a few grocery bags and carry them to the opened kitchen as Evan followed behind with a few bags he already had in his hands. 

“Thanks, sweetheart” Evan walked toward you and kiss the top of your head swiftly before taking a pot out and placing it on the stovetop. 

“What are you making?”  You ask placing your hands on Evan’s shoulders looking over as Evan pours noodles into the boiling hot pot.

“Take a guess” Evan replied turning around to face you. Evan is now grinning as he placed his hands softly on your waist. You blushed at his actions.

“Hmm...homemade Ramon?” You asked with a confused look appearing on your face.

Evan shook his head before replying “Close but not quite, I’m making spaghetti. Your favorite.”  

“Ooh yum! can’t wait” You give him a playful flashy smile. Evan rolls his eyes at your response 

“Get your booty out of the kitchen before I put you on the menu. You’re distracting me” Evan spoke before spinning you around and smacking your ass playfully. 

“Hey! watch your hand mister. I’ll go get my boyfriend on you” You say in a defending tone before sticking your tongue out at your insanely gorgeous, hot, boyfriend. Evan was now lowering the heat on the stove.

Evan gasps playfully “That’s it. You’re gonna get it now” Evan loudly stated

 He walked over to the pot and grabbed a noodle before quickly throwing one at you and before you knew it both of you were having a whole noodle fight. Evan and you both run over to the pot and throw noodles at one another until he swiftly backs you into the counter with a noodle between his fingers

“Say I surrender” Evan teased 

“No.” You defended

“Last chance before it’s too late” Evan chimed slowly lowering the noodle over your head

“Fine, fine. I surrender.” You crossed your arms in front of you and clicked your tongue in annoyance. Evan laughed as he put the noodle down.

“You’re so easy to tease. It’s funny” Evan chortled. 

“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes at his response. Evan pushed your hair out your face and tilted your head up. You looked at your annoying but cute boyfriend and knew you couldn’t be mad. 

You reach up on your tippy toes and kiss his soft lips. Evan kisses back and hums into the kiss that sends vibrations to yours. You loved short moments like these. You were already feeling better and less stressed. It’s only his touch and him in general that have that effect on you. He knew that as well and loved knowing that.

You both pull away “Now stop pouting and go sit”  Evan demanded before turning around to finish cooking the noodles. You go back to watching vampire diaries as before. You are feeling content with how things were going and You wanted it to stay like that

[xlucyintheskywithdiamondsx]

Coming back just to write how disappointed I am that I will probably never see Pietro/Peter on the big screen again 🥲

Also I’m just tired of cameos. They’re cool yes but it’s not funny anymore

[evanboodaddy]

new/old pics of Evan as quicksilver

[kai-anderson-whore]

Hi!!! Could you do an imagine where y/n is the first serious girlfriend he’s had since Emma so she’s insecure and she gets hate because she’s a good bit younger and has to deal with the fact Evan and Emma still work together on AHS so their fans still want them together. Lots of fluff with a touch of smut? Thanks!!!

Insecure of the ex (Evan peters x fem reader slight smut)

Warnings: hate comments, doubting a relationship, being compared to an ex, smut, heavy kissing, p in v sex nothing too major, fluff

Word count: 1,4k

A/n: in my flop era xoxox

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The dim light lit up the room the coffee cup in your hand, your phone in the other. Evan your boyfriend of two years sat on the other side on the room watching tv. You had just posted a picture of you both on instagram it was a picture one of your friends took when out for dinner you were cuddling into Evan, his lips on your head hugging you close with the caption "here's to two whole years with you my love, and many more 💕💕".

You loved the picture one of your favourites. You received nice comments from your close friends and family congratulating you both on the milestone. But you couldn't help but notice the negative comments. "They won't last any longer", "I miss Emma", "he's probably going to go back with Emma", "she's so much more younger than him probably only with him for the money", "god I hate her #evan&emma". You knew you shouldn't have let it bother you but it did.

Sure you were a couple of years younger than Evan five years to be precise but you weren't with him for his money. You loved Evan you both met at a convention and hit it off from then on sure it wasn't too long after his split from Emma roberts. He still worked closely with her in ahs which did make you feel unsettled but you learned to get on with it since Evan loved working on the show despite his ex girlfriend being there too.

But the comments on each post didn't stop you from getting into your head. You wondered why he was with you, was he just using you to get over Emma and you were just sticking around to something that means nothing to him. You didn't know. Every time Evan was filming for ahs you knew Emma would be there and with their history you didn't know if there was still feelings or not between them. Their fan ship them more than you and Evan it was just something you learned to become accustomed with.

You glanced over at Evan his eyes focused on the screen in front of him. "What time is it?"you asked you already knew the time it was past midnight already but you wanted him to notice. "Twelve fifteen- oh happy anniversary babe" he says after pulling out his phone getting off his seat giving you a kiss on the lips. But you couldn't help but feel hurt at the fact you had to tell him.

"What's this?" Evan asked his eyes glued to your phone. 'Shit' you thought you forgot to lock out phone so he wouldn't see all the comments. "It's nothing Evan really" you tried to dismiss but Evan wasn't having it. "Come on let's see the post it's obviously us" he smiled taking your phone from your hand his smile grew at the picture remembering the day clearly.

With a short scroll of his thumb his boyish smile dropped seeing all the horrible hate comments you were receiving for the first time. Evan's brows scrunched in confusion reading all the comments. "How long has this been going on for?" He asked the tears pricked your eyes uncontrollably you felt like you couldn't breathe.

"Almost the whole of our relationship, I delete the comments so no one can see but there's so many of them" you started to sob. "Sometimes I think they're right what do you see in me Evan, they're obsessed with you and Emma I can never compare to her" you started to sob. Evan just placed your phone down engulfing you in his arms.

He smelled of your favourite cologne hints of wood, tobacco and citrus notes it was all so comforting to you. Your tears staining his white t-shirt but Evan didn't care about that all he cared was making you feel better and putting a stop to these comments. "Listen to me" he started cupping your chin so you can meet the gaze of his brown eyes.

"They might be obsessed with me and Emma and can't get it in their heads we're history. But I'm obsessed with you okay your the best thing that's happened to me what I see in you is a beautiful, smart, independent woman who loves me just as much as I love her and no dumb comments will change that you can't compare to Emma because your better and I mean that". His words made you cry more but a smile crept on your lips which Evan didn't hesitate to kiss.

"I love you so much Evan I'm sorry for-" you tried apologised which Evan placed his index finger to your lips shushing you. "Don't apologise you have nothing to be sorry for it's natural to get upset and let these comments get to your head and I know me working with Emma still isn't necessarily helping but your the only one for me". you could see the hurt in his eyes Evan hated seeing you upset. Nodding your head you whisper a small "I'll stop apologising" to him before burying yourself back into his arms.

"I'll put a stop to these comments I'll log back into my instagram account and say something I promise" he added kissing the top of your head. You still felt shitty these comments really have took it's toll on you. "Hey look at me" you looked up at Evan again who placed a kiss on your lips, "I - promise- I'll- sort- this" he said in between kisses. His lips continued to kiss you your hands roamed his hair. His body pushing you further down on the couch slotting himself between your legs.

A giggle escaped your lips Evan took those thoughts away a smile once again invaded your lips, "there's that beautiful smile" he sighed happily. His lips peppered themselves along your neck, your head moved to the side slightly giving him more access to you. "Happy anniversary babe" he mumbles against the hot skin of your neck. "Happy anniversary" you sigh in satisfaction completely forgetting about those comments you knew they shouldn't matter all that matters is you and Evan. 

His hand roamed your body slipping under your sweater feeling every curve. His lips continued its work along your neck and collarbones. "Evan" you hummed desperately, Evan knew what you wanted and wasted no time in giving you it helping you out your sweater and sweatpants leaving you in just your undergarments. Evan then proceeded to remove the remaining articles of clothing from his body, you took the time on getting completely bare for him showing him every curve and shadow of your body.

"How did I get so Lucky with you" he smiles his eyes drinking all your beauty before him. He slotted himself back between your legs your arms wrapped around his neck, your legs hooking along his waist. Evan gave himself a few tugs before lining himself up with your entrance. Your body quivered as he started pushing into you slowly.

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as evan thrusted into you in a slow passionate way. Your arms still wrapped around his neck bringing him down to meet your lips. Your lips moved in sync swallowing each others moans. Wanting to be more closer to him if that was even physically possible. “I love you so much” he whispered against your swollen lips bringing his back upon your own.

Soon enough you felt that knot form within you. Evan picked up the pace a little more bringing you closer to the edge. Your moans got louder as you came undone beneath Evan. He stopped for a moment drinking you in a smile forming on his lips, “god you so beautiful” he thought out loud coming down from your high Evan started to chase his own high coming undone on top of you.

You both felt limp laying on the couch not saying anything just trying to collect yourselves. Evan had his arm slung over your frame a small smile on your lips completely forgetting about the comments. “I’ll sort all that out I promise” he broke the silence nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck placing a lazy kiss there. “I know thank you Evan” you sighed tracing your fingertips along his back.

[pretzel-bunnie]

hi guys! I've recently made an Evan Peters fanclub discord server, where we can talk about him, or honestly anything else. it's not very active right now (as of 1/1/24) but that can change :)

hope to see y'all there :)

[cilginkasar31]

Resentment

Tate was very smart, very sweet, but he had his faults.

You found out the truth about Tate 1 month ago, you were shocked

Ghost lover it sounded strange, but you found out about it.

Sometimes you had fights, and this is one of the days when you were fighting Decisively

Since Tate is a Ghost, you meet him all over the house and almost at any time of the day. It made you angry because you were angry.

You were giving each other evil looks, you quickly left the kitchen and slammed the door hard.in the same way, the door of your own room

Tate couldn't stand this insult, and if he stayed away from you any longer, he was going to die a few more times.

Actually, Addy was the reason you were fighting, she said that Tate was her ex-grilfriend, and Tate told you that she was the first one. You told this to Tate and he said that Addy was lying And you started yelling at each other and you got angry. Yes, an unnecessary reason

Tate came to the door of the room with a rose from the 1990s and clicked

You opened the door and looked at him with an unresponsive face

"Y/n I'm really sorry, forgive me"

"No"

You said and closed the door

When you were reversing, you hit a body and you screamed that was Tate

"You're bothering me"

"I'm here until you forgive me"

"Good.i don't forgive and I don't care about you."

"Well"

Tate was just in the room watching you, and it was annoying you. You couldn't stay away from him, but you were brave

"Damn y/n I really miss you so much"

"I'm sure you miss your ex-girlfriend too"

SIGMA Y/N 😎😎😎😎😎😎

after 3 days

Your mom and Dad went to hang out alone, and you're at home with all the good and evil spirits

There were noises in the attic of the house, and that scared you.

You called Tate, but he wasn't there. you went to the loft, and there was nothing, and just as you were about to leave, a ball hit you in the foot. You took the ball and looked around. The creature that's like a dog tried to come at you

You screamed and you tried to go fast, you hit a body and you screamed again, that was Tate, you hugged him right away

Tate cupping her face with her hands

"I'll go with you" he said

You quickly walked away there and went to your room

3 minutes later, Tate arrived

"Tate, I'm really sorry. I wasn't going to be angry for so long."

Tate came up to him and kissed his lip

"Isn't the same without you.Let's not get upset about something unnecessary again."

And kissed again