#rory monahan imagine

[yes-divine-ruler]

james march

one-shots

smut

For Eternity

rory monahan

one-shots

smut

My Little Pornstar

‎‏‏‎‎‏kai anderson

one-shots

smut

Make Love to Me

Ultraviolence

The Death of Peace of Mind

Bottoms Up x pre-cult!kai

Your Personal Trainer ------- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Get it Up

Vengeance

Worst In Me

Cake

Razor Sharp

Humiliated Man

Sexting the Councilman

All Part of My Plan

So Easy

Doll x bimbo!fem!reader

Obey by my Rules

Benefactor x virgin!fem!reader

Sweet Dreams

Mr Anderson x student!fem!reader

Off Limits x warren lipka

Cam Girl

angst

Love The Way You Lie

Protected

headcanons

Falling Pregnant with Kai Anderson’s Messiah

Reader loves crotchet and gardening

drabbles/blurbs

bratting out in public

overstimulation

overstimulation 2

“first one to cum is a loser”

series

“Rivals” Masterlist

All Parts (5/? posted)

[kai-anderson-whore]

The wild rose (James patrick march x fem reader)

Summary: based on the song where the wild roses grow by nick cave and Kylie monoge

Warnings: mentions of murder, suicide

They called you the wild rose, but your name was y/n y/l/n, why they called you that you didn't know, you were stuck in here this gloomy hotel, that was Disguised as a beautiful memory of the gatsby era.

You remembered how you ended up here all those decades ago over 100 years ago, you been stuck here, after being swooned by the owner of this place.

You entered the hotel cortez, your dress swaying at your knees, your heels clicking, to be greeted by a man with a pale complexion a pencil mustache, and a expensive suit.

"Do you have a reservation dear" he asked a smile on his face, "yes it's "miss y/n y/l/n" you replied "ah your not married?" He asked a shocked expression on his face.

Causing you to blush "no I'm afraid not" you mumbled in embarrassment, "well that's obscene" he stated grabbing a room key handing it to you, "I do hope you speak to you again miss y/l/n" he stated.

"Also I'm James patrick march the proud owner of the cortez" he added "Thank you Mr march" you smiled grabbing your suitcase going to the elevator to your room.

James knew you were the one, from the moment he first saw you, you were more beautiful than any woman he'd seen, your lips the colour of the roses miss evers grows on the premises all bloody and wild.

Later on that night, you heard a knock on your room door, confused on whom it could be you went to answer it, to find James at the door.

"Mr march what a surprise" you smiled, your red lipstick still sat perfectly on your lips, letting him enter the room, your eyes red and puffy from crying over something silly, "are you alright dear?" He asked wiping the tears that ran down your face.

Your trembling figure sat on the bed, "What's wrong dear?" James asked, a hand on your shoulder comforting you, "Oh it's nothing something pathetic really I don't want to waste your time Mr march your a busy man" you said.

"Don't be so absurd" he inquiries, let out a giggle "well I came here to pursue a career in acting but got into a huge fight with my parents because I wouldn't marry this man" you said.

"I see" was all he said, "they didn't like that I didn't want to sit there over a stove, cook and clean for a man I didn't want to marry" you said wiping the remaining tears from your eyes.

"Anyway what can I do for you Mr march" you asked wondering why he had came into your room, "please call me James dear, I was wondering if you would like to attend a party Tomorrow at the ball room downstairs?" He asked, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"I'd love to what time is this party taking place?" You replied, "seven thirty" he answered getting up from his spot, "you'll be my plus one" was the last thing he said before leaving the room.

You couldn't help but smile like a fool, once James left going to bed, on a positive note, looking forward for the next day.

The second day James saw you, was when he picked you up, to attend his party, the dress you wore elegant, expensive looking, hugging your curves perfectly.

He brought you a single red rose, you favourite flower "ready to go dear?" He asked taking your hand in his, before intertwining your arms, walking side by side.

"Thank you for this James, it's most generous of you" you smiled your signature red lips, driving James crazy, he knew he couldn't wait any longer to go ahead with his plan.

Entering the party, arriving last but fashionable, all eyes on you both, the rose in your hand, whispers amongst others, as they gawked at your and James.

Through the night you and James danced, sipping expensive champagne, having a fun time, "come with me" he instructed taking you somewhere where you can be alone.

"Do you know where the wild roses grow?" He asked you shook your head as he lead you, where they grow, "my maid miss evers grows them so sweet, scarlet and free, they reminded me of you" he stated making the heat rush to your cheeks.

Finally he showed you the rose bush outside the cortez, they were beautiful, you admired they're beauty, "y/n?" James mumbled his eyes never leaving yours "yes james" you smiled your eyes never leaving the roses.

"Give me your loss and sorrow?" He said, you were confused by what he meant "what do you mean?" You asked, "I mean I want to be the one to make you happy pursue your dreams" he said.

"Not to tie you down so your bond to hover over a stove but to be worshiped, to be treated like a queen" he enquires, taking you aback, no one ever said anything like that, nevermind wanting to treat you like one.

"James I don't know what to say i-" "just give it a think dear" he interrupted not wanting to put you on the spot to make a decision.

But little did you know, the secrets that will be unveiled to you sooner or later.

On the third day he had taken you to a river, where more of wild roses grew, you sat on the grass, watching the water flow, peacefully, James eyes never leaving yours, "are you alright james" you smiled snapping him out his thoughts.

"Why yes dear what makes you this otherwise" he smiled back "oh nothing just noticed your staring" you giggled, now he was the one to blush, it was a lovely sight to see, you thought.

Your eyes locked, James face coming closer to yours, till your lips locked together, the first man you had kissed, his lips were soft, pulling away to see your rouge lips stained his own.

"That was my first kiss" you blushed hiding your face, only for James to tilt your head up with his hand "and many more to come dearest" he smirked.

"Let's go back to the hotel" he wanted his plan to happen on his premises, on his terms, taking your hand heading back to the cortez, the elaborate building always took your breath away, the glamour, the beauty of it all, was breathtaking.

Finally making it to your floor James standing beside you, "Thank you for today James I really enjoyed it" you said opening your door, you didn't want it to end, you ended up inviting James in, little did you know this was according to his plan.

Another kiss James gave you laying you on the bed, all you heard was a muttered word not knowing what it was, as he knelt above you with a rock in his fist.

He kissed you with that, rock in his first, "all beauty must die" he whispered hitting you till you were dead, afterwards he planted a rose between your teeth.

You looked peaceful to him, as he carried you to his study, miss evers came running in as he was discarding your body, your soul leaving it a while ago, you sat in the room you were murdered in, sobbing.

"How could I had trusted him" you cried out wanting revenge, but karma was a sweet thing at times, miss evers warning James that the police was on their way up, resulting him and her taking their own lifes.

Looking back you still hated James, he would try his best to have you forgive him, but nothing worked, over 100 years and you still held that grudge.

"Y/n please I'm sorry I didn't mean to" he said at the bar where you sat with Sally, "you didn't mean to you pulled all that nonsense just to kill me James now I'm trapped here" you weeped.

"Dearest please I did it so we can be together remember what I had promised you" he asked earning a scoff from you, fixing your jeans, standing up.

"Yes I remember or obscene words how you manipulated me into falling for you only to get my head bashed by a rock" you snapped walking away.

You knew now why you got your nicname the wild rose, you hated it, now known as his victim for all eternity, Sally becoming a close friend over the years.

As well as liz, cleopatra everyone called her, who helped you dress modern as time passed by, so you wouldn't be like how James remembered changing everything about you from back then, the gullible girl.

"Y/n please a century I've been apologising I love you" James pleaded following you around like a simp, "you love me really" you laughed in his face.

"Remember our first kiss, how special it was" he asked "Yes and I remember our second where I died" you said "please dear what I would do to feel your lips on mine once more" he stated.

Now holding you, looking into your eyes seeing the old you, his wild rose back, he pressed his lips back on yours, not wanting to lose That feeling again, you melted into the kiss, mentally kicking yourself for being like putty in his cold, murderous hands.

He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours, "I forgive you James" you sighed, "Thank you I've been dying to hear you say that for a century" he smiled.

[just-john-and-me]

MEETING RORY MONAHAN AS AN EXTRA ON SET

intro

[lcnelyghost]

What movies you watch with the Evan’s on Halloween!!!

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Tate Langdon -

• Tate definitely likes A Nightmare on Elm Street. I feel as a kid, he wasn’t scared by Freddy in general. Just the thought of the sharp blades used as fingers made him squirm.

Kit Walker -

• Kit doesn’t mind horror movies. He likes Halloween time although not as much as Christmas. You’d settle on Friday the 13th whilst Kit wandered off to the shops to go buy some popcorn and other snacks.

Kyle Spencer -

• Kyle doesn’t do horror movies. Nope. You always end up putting on The Nightmare Before Christmas and he’d enjoy singing ‘This is Halloween’ every year.

Jimmy Darling -

• Jimmy’s definitely the kind to scare the shit out of you after watching something scary. You both had no problem with horror but Scream was always a classic. Even if it wasn’t the scariest, you still liked it.

James Patrick March -

• Believe it or not, James really likes The Conjuring. But he has to stop and think about if he can really handle seeing Valak before you put it on. I’m 100% sure he’d rather not imagine her in the halls of the Cortez. Even if he’s dead already and can disappear whenever he chooses to, it wouldn’t be a pleasant sight to watch her roaming around.

Rory Monahan -

• Now, Rory doesn’t really bother with horror movies. He just doesn’t care about watching them even if it’s Halloween or not. He wasn’t particularly into gore, but if you were to put a slasher film on he wouldn’t complain.

Kai Anderson -

• You LOVED to put on Child’s Play to piss Kai right off. He had no interest in watching a killer doll roam around town trying to find some kid to transfer his soul into. It made him angry that this little ‘ginger fuck’ as he would say, killed multiple people and they never even attempted to stop him. He found it even more bizarre that the tiny redhead had a girlfriend. Wife, even.

Malcolm Gallant -

You and Gallant always went over to each other’s houses on Halloween. It was a tradition of yours to just dress like a total whore and watch Scary Movie. It just added an even better vibe when you were paying attention to a movie that just took the absolute piss out of all things horror.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Evans with a clingy reader

A/N: I wrote this because I'm clingy and need constant validation. Enjoy <3

Warnings: cursing, tooth rotting fluff

Tate

Tate's pretty clingy himself, so I don't think he'd really mind

Wants to spend every hour of every day with you, so if you do too, it makes him feel like he's not bothering you when he asks to hang out

Will follow you all around the house if you let him (and you do)

Sometimes you'll randomly call out his name in the middle of the night when you can't sleep, and he'll immediately appear with a smirk, saying "you summoned me?"

Cuddles will ensue, with him being the little spoon of course

Pro tip: tickle him while you're cuddling, and he'll let out the most adorable little shrieks

Kit

Kit has to work a lot, so he's not able to see you as often as he'd like

But when he is home, you'd better believe he's all over you, and vice versa

You like flopping on top of him when he's on the bed or the couch

He can't leave the room without you or you'll get pouty

Sometimes it becomes an issue though

"Suga, you have to let go of me

"But I haven't seen you all day!"

"I know, but I need to go to the bathroom"

If you still have work to do around the house by the time he gets home, he'll offer to help you with it so it can get done quicker so you'll have more time for cuddles

Franken Kyle

Kyle's equally clingy, if not more so

So he loves the constant attention

You have to be with him at all times, at all costs

Most of the time if you're busy, you can distract him by putting on Disney channel or something like that

But every now and then he'll get in this mood where he has to physically see you at all times or else he'll start crying

Any previous engagements? Cancel them

Need to go to work? Better call in a sick day, because you won't be going anywhere until he finally gets enough of you

As frustrated as you may get, it's hard to stay mad at a cutie like him (especially since it gives you an excuse for giving him more attention than usual)

Jimmy

Jimmy's not necessarily clingy, but he understands the constant need for validation

He tries to spend as much time with you as possible because of it

Wherever he goes, you go

Even if it means you get caught between him and the people working at the diner for them not wanting to serve the freaks

However, he's a very busy lobster boy

He's still gotta perform after all

So he often let's you watch from backstage as he practices so you don't feel like he's abandoned you

He always offers to take you out drinking when the show's over to make up for his lack of attention

But if you don't feel comfortable with it, he'll stay in and cuddle with you instead

James

At first, James doesn't really understand why you're so physical with your affection

Don't get me wrong, he's clingy too (not that he'd ever admit it)

But he tends to display his love for you through acts of kindness rather than kisses and cuddles

So when you randomly come up to him while he's working and kiss him on the cheek then leave, he gets confused

You see, he's not used to gentle versions of physical affection

None of his past lovers were into it, least of all the Countess

He finds it pleasantly surprising, but he won't tell you that

(Un)luckily for him, you already know

It's hard to miss the little huff he makes when you don't give him his daily kiss

Rory

This ginger bastard

You think you're the clingy one in this relationship? Think again

It doesn't matter whether you're by yourself or not, he's going to be all over you

His arm around you, snatching a kiss every chance he gets, and one time he even sat on your lap at a public cafe

Because of this, the paparazzi has taken some not-so-flattering photos of the two of you in public

But if you think he's dissuaded by the chances of getting caught, you're dead wrong

In fact, he makes an even bigger spectacle if he knows somebody is watching

He's even worse at home, because there's no risk of the moment being caught by an unexpected camera (except for the one on his phone, that is)

Kai

Kai makes fun of you for it, I'm not even gonna lie

Like if he sees you trying to get his attention he'll huff and say something like, "can't you see I'm busy?"

Even if he's not busy at all

Most of the time he does it just to mess with you (unless you've upset him that is)

But if he sees you're genuinely upset, he'll sigh and pat his thigh, gesturing you to come over and sit on his lap

I don't think I need to say this but he loves when you sit on his lap during cult meetings

If he's in a good mood he might even let you play with his hair a little

And if someone makes fun of him for it and jokes "he's getting too soft", he'll probably give you the task of killing said individual in exchange for cuddles

Austin

He's somewhere between Jimmy and Tate

Like he doesn't have to be constantly touching you, but if you want to cuddle or something he's down

Has no problem if you want to lay with him on the couch while he's coming up with new ideas for his sheet music

He typically lays between your legs when this happens

Loves when you scratch at his head while in this position btw

If you beg him to cuddle while he's busy he'll tease you by saying "you just can't get enough of me huh" (when in reality it makes him feel nice to be wanted)

Honestly he loves when you want to cuddle, but isn't always sure how to initiate it so he appreciates when you do it first

Every now and then he'll try to sneak a nibble at your neck, so watch out for that

Bonus

Peter

#clingierthanu

Just kidding

But I'm actually not though

Peter needs to be within viewing range of you at all times

You could literally be on the other side of the world and he'd zoom right across it just to be with you

He's never been in a real relationship before, so he feels kind of lost without you (poor pet)

Traipses after you around the mansion like a lost puppy

It doesn't matter what you're doing, he's gotta be there

"Peter, all I'm doing is throwing my empty bottle away, I told you I'd be back in a sec"

"I know, but I missed you"

Just let him follow you please

He yearns for your affection and love

[darthwheezely]

dating rory monahan hcs!

so i actually had an old hcs of dating Rory, but they embarrassed me so i had to delete them: but here ya go! requests are open, so if you request another Evan - I am in the mood for it (lookin at you @kitwalker02 @billyhxrgrove @tatesimper ;))

warnings: NSFW MINORS DNI - sex, dom/sub/switch power elements, daddy kinks, cussing, flirting, sexism, masturbation, exhibitionism

wow

where to even beGIN

knowing him, you probably met him on set of a movie he was in

you were an extra, minding your own business, when-

WEEE WOOO WEEE WOOO HEART EYES!RORY

he was just incapacitated by your beauty and the way you were just chilling in the corner

“i don’t think i’ve ever seen you on set before, ma’am,” he grins immediately at how you flush or try to hide a small smile as he holds out his hand to you

“i’m rory-“

“yeah i know who you are,” you probably said a bit quieter

“wish i could say the same for you, pretty lady”

WOWOWOWOOWOSOSOAOAOA

he gives you his number and after the shooting day is over

he IMMEDIATELY sends you a text

you guys talk all the time about everything and anything

he’s such a flirt

especially over the phone

purposely lowering his voice and steadying it a bit

i mean, he’s an actor, specifically a character actor

so if anyone can talk dirty and make it as hot as possible - it’s probably going to be him

“you like how i’m talking to you, pretty girl?”

pURR BITCH PURR

you guys tease each other all the time by sending each other voice notes of moans or saying each other’s names in a breathless tone

this gets to Rory a bit easier and quicker than you could’ve eVER assumed possible

he’ll frequently save them all and get off to the sound of your voice when he’s alone or feeling a bit...frustrated

when you guys have sex for the first time he definitely tries to hold back on how rough he can be

he’s definitely a goofy boy in bed

in my original headcanons, i said that he’d do like a Kermit voice and talk dirty to make you laugh

and that he’s 100% said “great googley moogley” during

quite a fan of hitting it from the back

sex in the hotels you have to stay in for filming, sex at his house, sex at your house, sex in his car, sex in the bathroom-

oh speaking of bathrooms-

this boy loves quickies in restaurant bathrooms

particularly gets off on making you walk out first OR TOGETHER AT THE SAME TIME, seeing how embarrassed you are that everyone can see that you just got fucked within an inch of your existence

oh, this man’s got a daddy kink

a very big daddy kink

when Rory is in daddy mode

you better not call this man ANYTHING but daddy

“Rory, baby, please-“

“Oh, sweetheart, I’m not Rory, who am I? Hmm?”

“D-daddy,”

“That’s fucking right, now shut up and take it like a good girl for daddy”

that being sAID

you CAN get this boy into subspace if you know how

just praise him and call him a good boy and pull his hair and he will be so plIANT-

he’s a whiny bubba hehehe

at red carpets he cannot not talk about you

“Rory, what are you wearing tonight?”

“me and my absolutely batshit beautiful girlfriend are wearing VERSACE because it’s her favorite on me and my God doesn’t she look stunning? Hey - yeah you, can you get a picture of my girl here, please? Fucking beautiful, isn’t she?”

is HIGHLY protective of you

if you have anything like slightly revealing on or experience a wardrobe malfunction in public, he’s learned to carry one of his jackets with him everywhere he goes to wrap on you

the idea of you getting a shred of the amount of sexualizing comments or posts that he gets literally makes him physically ill

he’s tried to get his publicist and his agent to make protection contracts for you to a point that it’s made you a lil embarrassed

he’s not trying to be pushy or anything, he truly just wants to protect you as much as he can

there was probably a time where a guy hit on you in public when he was in a bad mood and Rory literally threw a punch SO FAST-

it got him on TMZ but it did no issue to his career

if anything he got trending on Twitter

“BABY LOOK! IM ON TWITTER AGAIN!”

“...”

“...tHAT WASN’T A GOOD SENTENCE WAS IT?”

“Nope. But you tried.”

if you guys get in any fights, it’s because of how much he doesn’t enjoy taking breaks in between movies

he likes to keep busy and as such, you lose a bit of time with him

his temper is kinda harsh too, and h does get kinda moody

this leads to a small handful of fights and scuffles

you both hate them and you finally convince him to take a break for a year

it’s allllllll Rory time

and from then on, he schedules his conflicts to also suit time with you SO much better

He loves you

And you love him

And he’d never want it any other way

[tatestripedsweater]

Raunchy February - Day 14

A/N: This is the last day of Raunchy February so I hope you have all enjoyed it

Valentines Day with the Evans

Tate spends the day with you cuddling and listening to music along with smoking some weed, so it isn’t really different from any other day. But he showers you with kisses and tells you how much he loves you, and what you mean to him. Ends in him making love to you.

Kit and the kids make you breakfast in bed, spoils you from the moment you woke up to pancakes. He then has Lana look after the children while the two of you spend some quality time together, might even ask to try for another baby and enjoys making the baby as well.

Kyle just wants to spend the day with you like any other day, like Tate he can be clingy sometimes, he takes you out to a small restaurant since he couldn’t afford anything too fancy. Then the two of you end up binge eating and watching Netflix all day beofre he makes love to you.

Since Jimmy can’t really afford to spoil you he feels awful, so he ends up picking you some flowers and making the little bouquet himself, which to you makes it all the more special that he done it himself. He also fucks you for hours on end but that’s a different story for another time.

James absolutely spoils you rotten even though you told him not to get you anything, the man clearly didn’t listen to a word you said. Has Sally help him order you stuff online, covers the bed in rose petals (which is a bastard to clean up, but Mrs Evers doesn’t mind), and champagne. He wants to treat you like royalty, and that’s exactly what James did.

Rory already shows you off on social media so today isn’t any different, in fact like James he goes all out with the gifts. He buys you various gifts, not caring if you only bought him one or two, he loved you so much and he just wanted to treat you. Rory ends up proposing on Valentine’s Day as well.

Edward loves romance even though he doesn’t like to admit it, it’s more so you doing stuff for him than the other way around since he likes to be spoiled. Rose petals in his bath would be the way you’d start his day, before joining him and riding his cock.

Kai isn’t one for Valentine’s Day, he sees it as getting the public to spend money on unnecessary shit that you won’t use. So instead he takes you out to dinner, he might’ve bought you some roses or some other flower but he wouldn’t have got you much in all honesty.

Gallant likes to show you off, like look at the handsome piece of ass he managed to bag. He might also get you some corny gift or some shit, but he then treats you to sex and some new sex toys he had bought for the special occasion

Peter (Maximoff) would absolutely spoil you, would whisk you off to different countries in the blink of an eye. You two would end up having dinner in the Eiffel Tower, the boy just wants to spoil you and even though he’s young he’s in love and wants to spend the rest of his life with you

[plus-size-reader]

Cat's out of the Bag

Rory Monahan x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1212 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Rory and the reader are in a secret relationship, until they can’t keep it secret anymore. 

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You were determined to keep your relationship with Rory a secret. From the very beginning, you knew that was going to be the only option for the two of you and you agreed on that.

The two of you lived very different lives, and you were very different people fundamentally. While Rory functioned happily in the public eye, and thrived on the attention, you had no idea how you would handle the limelight.

You had just never had to deal with that sort of thing and thinking about it overwhelmed you. Rory knew that about you, and suggested you just keep your feelings between the two of you for now.

It just made everything a lot smoother.

...At least, in the beginning.

The longer you two were together and the more and more popular he became, the harder it was to keep it hidden.

Every time the cast did an interview or a panel, or any sort of public appearance at all, there were always questions about Rory and his relationship status.

People wanted to elaborate on rumors of a spark between him and his co-star, Aubrey, or potential flings with past costars. It didn't matter what it was, it just never stopped.

He was the newest television heartthrob and the main focus of every teen girl and young woman who saw him. That was just the way it was, and you could deal with that.

It didn't even really bother you because you knew that Rory loved you.

It was hard to deal with that sort of thing every time he went anywhere, knowing that you just had to watch from the sidelines. No one in the world knew that Rory loved you like he did, and that was getting old.

Right now, for example, you were curled up in bed, watching the live stream of the new P.R event for My Roanoke Nightmare. It was comfy, from where you were at, sitting in your soft pajamas with a bucket of popcorn in your lap.

Though, when you saw Rory's smiling face flash across the screen, you didn't feel that bubbling pride like you normally did. You felt some kind of guilt in your stomach, and you didn't know why.

While you should have been there by his side, smiling just as wide in a sparkly gown, you were sitting like a slob in your pajamas. You shuddered at the thought of what the tabloids would say if they could see you.

That was part of why you were so adamant about wanting to keep your whole relationship a secret in the first place.

You didn't want to see what they'd say about you.

The comments about Rory were almost always positive, focusing mainly on his beautiful bright red hair and stunning physique. He was gorgeous, you knew that, and so did the rest of the world.

However, your frame was more likely to get more mixed reviews.

Your own mother had made comments about you growing up, about how your posture needed work and how no man would ever love you if you didn't tighten up your frame and stop eating so much.

You had never been able to escape the passing commentary or cruel half jokes. There was nothing you could do to ever get past the people around you always reminding you that you weren't good enough.

It was constant.

So, naturally, you were less than thrilled at the idea of having to subject yourself to all the unbridled ridicule and hate that the outside world would have to offer.

You were scared.

Even still, as you watched Rory on the screen, cracking jokes and being a delight, you remembered why you'd agreed to his offer of dinner in the first place. You were reminded of why you loved him so much, and you were reminded of why you were doing this at all.

You loved Rory, you always would, and you knew that he loved you too. There was no use in hiding that. You had no real reason to be ashamed of that, or of yourself for that matter.

Was it scary? Of course. No one wanted to put themselves out for complete and total judgement but you knew that it was going to have to happen eventually.

You couldn't hide forever. At some point, you and Rory would have to go public if you wanted to have a future together and you were tired of feeling ashamed of who you were.

Even if it was hard to admit sometimes, you were beautiful, and smart, and worth it. You had someone who loved you and you deserved that.

That was all you needed to realize.

So, before you could lose your edge or talk yourself out of this confident realization, you reached for your phone. In real time, you watched as Rory reached into his pocket, his phone buzzing in time with the one at your ear.'

What you were doing was a little crazy, you knew that, but you didn't care right now. All you could think about was finally doing what you'd both been thinking about for months now.

"Excuse me, I need to take this" Rory laughed, his voice meeting your ears through the television speakers before your phone clicked and you heard him through your phone receiver.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, not offering very much to the waiting audience, just as you'd previously discussed. He didn't want to do or say anything that would offer any more unsavory questions than he already got.

That was the deal.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I think we should do it now" You hummed, watching the shocked look on his face through the tv screen. He was confused, of course, but not because he had no idea what you were saying.

He was confused because he knew exactly what you meant.

By this point, three more cameras had focused in on the red head, waiting for whatever juicy gossip he would inevitably have to give after taking a call on live television. He'd have to say something, and they weren't going to miss a beat.

Still, he was just reeling at what you were suggesting.

After all this time, you had just decided that this moment, in the middle of a press event, was the best time to release your relationship into the world. It confused him, as he had yet to connect the dots but even still, he smiled.

He wanted to tell them, of course, having felt the strain of your secret himself recently. He wanted to be honest with everyone, and wanted to claim you as his own. That was the only thing he wanted, and right now, you were giving him that.

"You're sure? You really want to?" he asked, still speaking in a hushed whisper into the phone. Once you did this, there would be no going back and you both knew it. You just didn't care.

This had been kept away for long enough, and you were ready for the world to know. So, after assuring Rory that this was really what you wanted, he nodded.

"I'm sorry about that, my girlfriend wanted to say hi"  He grinned, knowing full well what he'd just done.

One thing was for sure, there was no going back now.

[ahsxual]

Hello! If you have sometime and want to, could you please do a ✨ for me? I have long dirty blond wavy hair, blue eyes and I’m 5ft 9,5. I love sketching, watching and analysing films, cooking and baking pretty much anything creative. I’m an Aries and an ENFJ, I’m a bit shy but I do love meeting people. I also love your account, it’s amazing.

(Thank you so so much, sweetie!! You have no idea how happy I felt when I read that 🥺❣️)

I ship you with Rory Monahan!

Saying that Rory thinks you are absolutely gorgeous, would be an understatement: the first time he laid eyes on you, it felt like destiny softly whispered in his ear, saying: Go ahead! That's your future wife/husband right there

Even though he seems to be the most goofy and confident guy on this planet, he was pretty shy when he spoke to you for the first time, but you still found him adorable

Your passion for movies was what brought you together in the first place, until you discovered he was an actor: you can ask him anything about movies, and he will gladly tell you everything he knows about his job

Your special friendship (he had a huge crush on you even then), ended up leading to a wonderful, romantic relationship

He admires your creativeness a lot, and thinks you're the most amazing, strong person he has ever met

Your personality traits pretty much match his liking: you're honest and observant, love helping and entertain others and have compassion and charisma, and a creative leadership

If you like meeting new people, then your boyfriend is more than happy to introduce all his friends to you!

And if you are shy, get ready to face his outgoing spirit 24/7 and to become more outgoing as well, since he has the gift of bringing out the best in people around him!

[yes-divine-ruler]

Can I request rory monohan and fem reader smutt. In this scenario they are both actors and the reader visits him on set. She waits in his trailer until the day is over, getting ready. Rory had recently suggested making a tape with the reader. When he returns they make the tape, smutt (obviously), a lot of extreme degrading and dirty talk for the camera (rory has one of those old home video cameras), a lot of the reader exaggerating their actions for the camera and so on.

I guess this could be used as a base for an Evan fic BUT this is based around my idea of Rory being sort of naive and air-headed and being a guy whose really into porn scenarios.

Please have fun with this idea and go extreme to the max, excited to see what you make of this 💗

Rory Monahan (Evan Peters in AHS Roanoke) x Fem!Reader Smut - “My Little Pornstar” (18+)

i haven’t actually got rory in my character list but I rlly wanted to write this so I hope it lives up to ur expectations 🥺

CW: dirty degradation, porn shooting, oral (m receiving), cream pie, unprotected penetrative sex, fingering

Word count: 1864

"Hey baby, how much money do you think we could get from a sex tape?" Rory had asked once while the two of you sat on the sofa in your high rise apartment in Los Angeles.

You only laughed, thinking that his question was inconsequential, until you answered.

"Probably a few grand."

"You think? I think way more than that, look at us, we're such a hot couple." Rory tackled you down onto the sofa, peppering your face with kisses as you laughed at his conceitedness.

You didn't think that he'd keep bringing it up after that. He was so adamant on this sex tape, that he suggested you'd film one at almost every meal, until you finally caved, and watched him as he fist pumped the air in victory.

You didn't mind being seen on film, even if it was while you shared an intimate moment with your partner. Rory's camcorder was so outdated that you didn't think that anyone could even make out your face if it was filmed on it. The resolution was so shoddy, any video he tried to take always came out grainy.

Your compliance had led to you doing your make up in Rory's film trailer. He was on set, filming his next tv series, when he'd suggested that now was the right time to do it. The spontaneous nature of your impending sex tape almost made it more thrilling.

When your make up was finished, you did a once over in front of the mirror, scrutinising your reflection for any faults in your work. Your eyes wondered over to Rory's film camera, perched on the table behind you. You wondered that despite all the thrill, if you really wanted to go through with it. He could always film it, and if you weren't comfortable, you could keep it for your own viewing pleasure, if that's what you ended up deciding. Having options eased your anxiety, and just in time, Rory swung open the door of his trailer.

"Well if it isn't my little porn star," he purred, turning immediately to the camera and flipping open the screen.

"How was set?" You asked, looking over again at the mirror and fixing a strap of your lingerie. Rory thought that if you wore red lace it would compliment his hair colour.

"Good, all I could think about was this though," he came towards you with his camera, crouching down to set it on the vanity in front of you. You watched as he adjusted the angle, using the mirror to get the placement right.

"I'm kinda nervous Rory," you confessed, pouting as he turned to you with a frown, cupping your cheeks in his hands.

"You'll do great baby, we'll do great, it'll be fine," he reassured you, pulling your head forwards to plant a quick kiss on your lips.

"Okay, you ready? You remembered how we planned it? I've taken the viagra," He said, standing in the middle of his trailer and luring you over with outstretched arms. You nodded reluctantly, getting up and striding over to him in six inch heels.

"It's filming now but- we'll cut out this part, or maybe, we leave it in for authenticity," he rambled, grabbing you by the hips, the smile on his face wide as he looked at you.

"Shut up and let's get this over and done with," you teased, pulling him in by the collar of his plain t-shirt and pressing your lips to his.

Rory didn't hold back, pulling you closer to him so your chests were pressed together, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Your fingers tangled in his short hair, your tongue begging to enter his warm mouth. Almost in an instant, you'd forgotten the camcorder was there, and it felt like every other time you'd expressed your carnal desire for one another.

His hand ran up your back, to the nape of your neck, his fingers grabbing a hold of the ends of your hair. He jerked your head away, a gasp leaving your lips from his roughness, as he forced you down on your knees.

With one hand still in your hair, his other worked at the zip on his jeans, pulling down his boxers next to reveal his already aching erection to you.

"Now be a good girl, and take my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours," he said, running his tip along your soft lips. You nodded graciously, wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, and guiding it towards your open mouth.

You sucked softly on the tip, moaning loudly as you tasted his pre cum, sure to make sure the camera pick up every one of your euphoric noises.

"Oh, just like that, such a little fucking whore," Rory groans, pushing your mouth further onto him, taking almost all of it in your mouth. You tried to withheld your gags, as his tip brushed the back of your throat.

“Gag on it, I wanna hear it,” Rory seethed, his grip on your hair only getting tighter. You whimpered, looking up at him through wet lashes, as he continued to pound his cock into your mouth. He watched you with shuttering eyes as you took his hard length in his mouth, seamlessly leaving it costing in your saliva. You enjoyed giving Rory head; especially when he was rough, you fed off every grunt and every “fuck”, knowing that you were making him feel like he was on cloud nine.

“My god I need to fuck you right now,” he groaned, pulling his cock from your mouth and pulling you to stand. You didn’t get a chance to catch a breath, before he pushes you over to the vanity, right in front of the camera. He bends you over the table top, your ass in the air, as he unclips your lingerie from the middle. It pulls apart in two pieces, your already soaking wet folds on display for him to now marvel at.

Rory crouches down, now face level with your pussy, his fingers reaching out to rub against your swollen clit. You let out a moan of pleasure, as he touches you, his finger toying at your entrance.

“So fucking wet, you like it rough don’t you?” He asks harshly, before plunging a finger inside you, his knuckle grazing your folds. You let out a gasp as he adds another finger, moving them in and out of you at a steady speed. Your fingers grasp at whatever they can, as your eyes screw shut, stars painted across the inside of your eyelids.

“Oh fuck baby,” you breathe out, a whine escaping your lips as his fingers suddenly leave you. Everything was moving so fast, but you craved for his well-endowed length as much as he craved to give it to you.

Before Rory stands, his spreads your folds with his thumbs, spitting directly on your opening. The fire in your lower abdomen burned with passion as he stood, grabbing onto his length and positioning his tip at your entrance.

“How bad do you want it?” He asks, his tip running against your slit teasingly.

“So fucking bad, please Rory, I need you,” you plead pathetically, your face almost directly in front of the camera.

Rory doesn’t wait another moment, pushing his tip inside you, immediately stretching out your walls. He lets out a low groan, as he grips onto your hips, his fingers digging into your skin, only pushing himself further inside you. When he was all the way in, he slowly pulled out. Waves of bliss pulsed through your body from the stimulation on your core, making sure to part your lips and clench your eyes shut for the film, so everyone else knew how good it felt.

“You’re so fucking tight, such a needy cunt between your legs,” Rory said, more to himself, as he thrusts all the way back in slowly.

Suddenly, he picks up pace, moving you back onto his cock by your hips as he rocks all the way in, and all the way out again. Soon he was pounding into you to the beat of a silent drum, every thrust enticing loud moans and profanity from the pair of you.

His head hung back in pleasure as his lips parted, enjoying the feeling of being inside you, feeling you contract around him in titillation. It was an undeniably good feeling, having sex with Rory, but also knowing you could watch back on it later, that the moment didn’t have to end and could be on a continuous loop at your fingertips.

“You like when I fuck you like that?” Rory asks seductively, his thrusts slowing for only a moment as he awaited an answer.

You whimpered at the loss of traction, reaching behind you to try and pull him back into you. He only chuckled, moving his body away from your searching hand.

“Yes, please, more,” you choke out, your head falling forwards in desperation as Rory then continues to pound into you. His hand snaked around to your front, his fingers making contact with your throbbing clit and rubbing small circles.

Reaching behind you, you spread your cheeks and arched your back to help drive Rory’s cock in farther. The deep penetration sent your body into overdrive, falling into a moaning mess, feeling every push up against your g spot.

“That it baby, spread out for me, I wanna feel you cum around my cock,” Rory’s lips were by your ear, whispering words of dirty encouragement to you as you felt yourself approaching your sweet release.

With Rory massaging your engorged clit, and his balls slapping against your dripping pussy with every fast, deep thrust the knot in your stomach finally untied. Gushing around him, Rory let out a low growl, feeling every contraction and working you through your orgasm.

“That’s it baby, fucking cum for me,” he nipped at your earlobe, your legs shaking as you tried to take his last few thrusts before his own release.

“Gonna cum,” Rory said briefly, his fingernails digging into the skin of your hips as he finally met with his climax, his warm load coating your pulsing walls.

He pulled out shortly after, hastily reaching for the camcorder, as you remained bent over the vanity, breathless, feeling like you’d just had the best sex of your entire life. Rory crouched down behind you again, his camcorder viewing his semen as it dripped from your exposed core, down the inside of your thigh, mixed with your own arousal.

He turned off the video, pacing over to his laptop on his desk, pulling up his pants as he walked.

“That’s a wrap baby!” He said excitedly, earning a small defeated laugh from you.

You finally stood up, taking a deep breath of composure, following him over to his desk and taking a seat in his lap.

He reached around you to plug in his camcorder, pulling up the footage of your prior activities, waiting for it to transfer over.

“Now we get to watch it,” he said, pressing soft kisses to your neck, “you were so good, my little pornstar.”

Taglist/ @v-love @evanpetersfav @demxnicprxncess @kitwalkersgfff @quicksilversg1rl @dahmevan @charsdunkie @iruzias @alexxavicry

[justauthoring]

Told You So [Rory Monahan]

Request: Rory Monahan - 15, please 😘

Prompt: #15 “Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?”

Pairing: Rory Monahan x Reader

Word Count: 683

Notes: FINALLY A RORY REQUEST

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

“Do you want to kiss me as much as I want to kiss you?”

Blinking, your lips part at Rory’s words. Your eyes flicker across his face, from the way his eyes never seem to leave your own to the smug smirk on his lips. Absolutely smug.

Your lips part, to say something but you find, you can’t find the words. You’re stunned silent, cheeks warming at the intimate meaning behind Rory’s words and how he seems all too confident in himself as you sputter like an idiot before him.

“I... I-I... what?”

Rory laughs, the sound intoxicating as his eyes crinkling at the corners because so. He leans forward, until his lips are just inches from your own and you can feel his warm breath fawn across your face. It causes goosebumps to prickle on your skin and a shiver to run down your spine. The worst part being you’re pretty sure Rory knows exactly what he’s doing to you; he knows exactly the kind of effect he has on you. The smirk on his face says it all.

“I wanna kiss you,” Rory whispers, his voice husky. You watch as his eyes flicker from your eyes, to your lips, then back to your eyes. “Do you wanna kiss me.”

Yes. You really, really do. You have ever since you met him of My Roanoke Nightmare. You were nothing more than an extra but for some reason, you seemed to have caught Rory’s eye. You were eternally grateful for that, and ever since then, you’ve been craving for your friendship to turn into something more than platonic.

So, yes. Oh God do you wanna kiss him.

“Yes,” you whisper, voice faint. You can’t seem to muster any strength so speak any louder, your insides feeling like jelly and your heart pounding madly against your chest. You feel breathless despite having not moved at all. Rory just has that sort of effect on you. Cheesily enough, he takes your breath away. “Yes, I wanna kiss you.”

The brightest grin curls onto Rory’s lips. His eyes begin to twinkle with something akin to I told you so. But you don’t have much time to dwell on it before his hand is cupping your cheek, his touch gentle but firm and he’s pulling you forward, pressing his lips against your own.

It’s everything you ever imagined it to be.

Your back instantly curls, pressing your chest against Rory’s own as you feel your hands instinctively moving to run your fingers through your hair. You’re not sure where the sudden new-found confidence comes from, but you reciprocate the kiss with just as much passion and force as Rory does. Molding his lips against your own as you let out a small moan in response, parting your lips when Rory nips at your lower one.

He darts his tongue in, and the kiss suddenly becomes more than a kiss. Somewhere along the way, you realize you’re making out with him but no part of you wants to stop. You’ve been waiting for this moment for far too long. Having spent weeks -- months -- wondering if this would ever turn to more than just a friendship. Debating if Rory truly liked you more than just a friend.

Now you know, and you don’t ever want to stop.

However, eventually, the need for air becomes too strong. Rory pulls back, still smirking but panting and you find your chest rising and falling as you stare back at him with red eyes. But, still, there’s a smile on your lips.

“I should’ve done that a long time ago.”

Your smile brightens at his words, a giggle leaving your lips as Rory wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest.

“That was...” Pausing, the expression on your face states what you mean clearly enough. It elicits a chuckle from Rory as he cups your cheek once more, letting his thumb stroke across your cheek, brushing back a few strands of hair that had managed to fall into your eyes.

Then, his quirks a brow; “round two?”

-

Let me know what you thought?

[evandearest]

AHS Masterlist

single characters

Tate Langdon

Kit Walker

Kyle Spencer

Cordelia Goode

Jimmy Darling

James March

Rory Monahan

Kai Anderson

groups/pairings

The Evans characters

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Main Masterlist

[inifitywar]

flower //kyle spencer

pairing: post-death kyle x reader

word count: 1537

warnings: mentions of kyles moms abuse but no detail whatsoever. and mention of the titanic idk if that even needs a warning ndnxjssh??? but i’d rather be safe than accidentally trigger someone so

a/n: lowercase intended. hope you enjoy x 

kyle’s accident and the aftermath of it all had changed your life in ways that someone could only imagine. but of course, that kind of thing would change anyone. the night of the accident itself had been absolute chaos. you hadn’t even caught news of the accident before franken-kyle was showing up on your doorstep with a girl you had never seen before, but you just assumed it was a friend of his. guessing kyle was just dressed up for another one of his crazy frat get-togethers, you ignored his weird appearance, writing it off as makeup for a costume, and opened the door a little wider like any other night and leaned in to kiss his cheek. he jerked back, eyes filled with bewilderment. you glanced at the girl once more, she looked pained, conflicted almost.

“we need to talk”, she declared before gently passing me and entering my house, kyle trailing behind her with his head held low.

she sat, staring at you with hesitant eyes and tapping her fingers against her knee while she waited for you to respond. and after a few moments, filled only with the noise of kyle scratching the carpet with his fingers, your eyes shifting back and forth between meeting her gaze and watching kyle mess with the fuzzy rug, you finally did. in fact, you had told her to “get the hell out of my house”. not exactly your nicest moment but honestly, who could blame you? you turned to kyle and yelled at him too, demanding that he stand up and leave, angry with him for attempting to play such a messed up prank on you. the moment you raised your voice at him his eyes filled with a fear that you’d only seen a few times before.

the fear in his eyes was as prominent as it had been during the nights you guys spent together when he hesitantly opened up to you about the hardships he faced with his mother.

recognizing this look, you knew something wasn’t right. you dropped to your knees and held his cheeks in your hands, softly shushing his cries and wiping his tears. he was hesitant to let you hold him, given that you’d just yelled at him, but he eventually let himself relax and lean into you. the girl, who you’d later learned was called zoe, gave you a knowing look and it hit you that this was all real.

the months following had been full of baby steps. children’s books, children’s ciriculum, random tantrums from kyle, scars from getting in the way when he lashed out and bags under your eyes from not only taking care of the giant toddler you called the love of your life, but from nights of laying awake wondering how everything could so wrong. but those months were also filled with significantly more ice cream dates, food fights, re-reading your favorite childhood books, and teaching kyle everything from how to comb his hair to how to tie his shoes.

to anyone else, it might sound fucked up. like really fucked up. from the outside, it just looks like a girl who’s in love with a man with the brain of a 4 year old. but it really wasn’t like that. obviously kyle had changed. he wasn’t the same kyle but he was still your kyle.

he was different in the way he walked and talked but he was the same in the way he liked 6 marshmallows in his hot choclate and in the way he loves the color orange. he was different in the shows and books he liked but he was the same in the way he gave big bear hugs and in the way he had to pet every single dog that we passed on the street. he was different, but he was also the same, even if it was only noticeable in the little things.

but there were certain days that reminded you so much of why you kept pushing for him. you really never worked long shifts anymore because you never wanted to stay gone for too long but luckily kyle had reached a point where he could stay home alone for small periods of time, so you could at least work.

on the days you had to leave the house and you couldn’t take kyle with you, you’d usually leave him at home with snacks layed out and turn on nick jr. or whatever other kids program he’s interested in that day.

today was one of those days. an hour had barely passed since you left for work when kyle had managed to accidentally turn the channel by knocking the remote when he sat on the floor. at first he was upset but that was soon forgotten when he got distracted by what was now playing on the tv.

kyle’s wide eyes stared at the screen while the titanic played. to say you were surprised when you entered the room to see your boyfriend watching the titanic would be an understatement. luckily you returned home before the movie had gone down hill. you changed the channel, saving him the inevitable emotional turmoil that is the death of leonardo dicaprio.

that evening, while eating your 5 star meal of kraft mac n cheese and apple juice in wine glasses, kyle kept staring at you. this wasn’t anything too unusual considering he’s easily intrigued but something about his gaze made you stare right back.

“you alright ky?” you questioned.

he slowly stood up and made his way to your side. you sat down your fork and stared at him with curious eyes, awaiting his next move. watching as he lifted his hand, you expected his fingertips to brush the ends of your eyelashes, as they often do. it always makes him laugh when your nose scrunches up when from this.

but your expectations were proved wrong when his hand moved past your eyes and his fingers brushed a small strand of hair behind your ear. you stared at kyle with wide eyes while he stared right back.

“flow..er. flower….”, he whispered.

“what ky?”

“flower. you..flower”

“ky i don’t understand what you’re-“

he started to get worked up, frustrated that you didn’t understand. he desperately looked around the kitchen for anything that could help him get his point across. suddenly he jumped up and ran away, leaving you sitting there in absolute confusion. but this didn’t last long because he was back in a matter of seconds with a book in hand while his eyes darted around the kitchen again, in search of something else. his eyes lit up when he saw the roses in the vase by the window. he quickly walked back over to me, now with a rose in one hand and a book in the other.

his chest rose and fell quickly with the adrenaline of running around the house so quickly. you continued to just stare at the determined blonde boy. your eyes flicked to the book he had retrieved, the little sailor. now that he had his book and rose, he went right back to trying to explain to what he meant.

“flower” he repeated.

you glanced at the rose again, assuming that’s what he was referring too.

“yeah ky, that’s right! you’re so smart, good job!”

“no!” kyle shouted.

you lifted your eyebrow at him, insinuating that you still didn’t understand. he then held up his book. you looked at the cover, seeing an illustration of a big ship in the water. kyle was getting desperate at this point. he held the book and rose right in front of your face, “g-girl, rrr, ro-se”. finally it clicked.

“you mean like rose, the girl from what you were watching on tv earlier?”. he broke out into a grin, glad that you were finally catching on. “yes!”, confirmed kyle. you..my. you. flower!”

it hit you. and it hit you hard. you finally understood. actually understood. he was calling you his rose. his flower. kyle’s grin immediately faded from his face when he saw your eyes getting watery, thinking he’d done something wrong. you caught saw this and immediately pulled him to you, wrapping your arms around him.

“no, ky babe. these are happy tears. i’m happy to be your flower. so so happy”

that night you layed in bed and thought. but this time, you weren’t thinking about the bad things. you were thinking about the best things.

kyle hadn’t said he loved you since the accident, but you knew that this was the next best thing. he literally called you his flower. in his mind, you were his rose and he was your jack. you could’ve laughed at how cheesy it sounded. but none of that mattered. it didn’t matter if it was cheesy. it didn’t matter if the only people that truly understood were kyle and you and it didn’t matter that still you had so far to go before he’d be back to being the same kyle as before the accident and that even then, he’d still be a changed man. the only thing that really mattered were you two. in the end, that’s the only that that would ever really matter.

[ahs-gif-imagines]

[shlutnutt]

The Evans x Headcanons that simply make sense

(NSFW EDITION) !!

lol hi

w: pure smut:)

(Kai Anderson)

enjoys punishing more than anything, rough ones too. Such as edging for hours, fucking infront of people you perhaps wouldn't wanna fuck infront of, spanking you till his hands leave purple marks on your skin, fucking your face whilst you're handcuffed, list goes on. don't test him.

enjoys gagging you with his fingers also, the feeling of his middle finger disappearing inside your throat drives him crazy, even if your throat rejects it, he'll force it down there till' he's satisfied.

breeding kink, gun kink, knife kink, BONDAGE

will literally lick every portion of your body, no matter how insecure of those body parts you might be, you're a god/goddess in his eyes.

loves it when his partner wipes his cum clean with their tongue, dude will literally (s)cream to that alone, the many sexual fantasies he has might scare lots away though

(Colin Zable)

Let's begin with the obvious, this man's a sub/subby switch. i don't care.

he likes to purposefully misbehave to be punished. Will do stupid little things such as discretely groping you whilst you're focused on important things, giving you his needy eyes at the most inconvenient times, him knowing how much that turns you on, spilling small portions of drinks onto himself to simply wipe himself clean seductively during times where he perhaps shouldn't have, etc.

now, with the knowledge you both have of eachothers sexual desires, he has more than an advantage with the fact he knows exactly how to give you satisfaction in many different and creative ways they're probably hasn't been invented yet

really into sexual cuddling such as cock warming and spooning, loves how he doesn't need to utalize any of his energy but still feel that pleasure by having you so close to him

(Kyle Spencer)

Kyle being so comfortable in his sexuality, he'll will be one of the few men to do things that'll probably not seem right to others? things such as cum kissing, allowing you to fuck him with strap ons, and dressing in feminine clothing whilst doing the deed, him knowing how much you like it if you do

although no noobie to sex, know he'll always be up to trying out new things you probably haven't tried out yourself, you both being first timers to those specific things only bringing you guys closer

passionate slow sex is his go to, loves everything about treating you like a treasure, gently thrusting in and out of you whilst softly biting onto your shoulder to keep his own angelic noises low

likes positions where you're most comfortable, such as missionary and sex spooning

(Tate Langdon)

biting, licking, sucking, kissing. all. he does it all.

probably has an unknown wax kink, his aesthetic being so dark yet so comforty, including loads of books, lots of humidity, clouds and especially candles, all kinds of sizes, scents, colors. it'll come from an innocent likings for candles to him being tied down, blindfolded, and getting wax poured all over his bare body, him only being able to grit his teeth from the pleasurable pain, since he'd be too focused on not breaking your 'no sounds' rule

loves advicing you to put on his sweaty shirt after sex, it doesn't only turn him on, but he also finds it adorable, you'd always agree to it too

blood play

likes sticking his thumb into your mouth just for you to suckle on it for his own pleasure, when he puts his thumb up you'll immediately know what he's looking for, and with no complains you'll do so

(Austin Sommers)

now first thing's first. this dude's into the rough kinky shit.

anything to do with hardcore face and ass slapping, hardcore choking, bdsm

definitely a bratty sub but will be down to play the dom role, although wouldn't be as good as him fully submitting to you

loves when you force him to wear a cock ring for a certain amount of days as a punishment, allowing him to finally cum into his underwear, making him put it back on, and having him walk around in his dirty cummed up mess

inlove with cum play, all types.

literally has a collection of kinds of sex toys you can think of

(Peter Maximoff)

a total humper.

if he's not getting his satisfaction from you, know he'll hump his horny out of something, whether that'd be your leg, a pillow, edge of a bed, chair, shit even a stack of clothes

dont forget his inhumane abilities, he can do many things with that..

really into ear biting and ear licking

know for a fact he jerks off to the speed of light

know he's always in a hurry to finish up his missions as part of the x-men, because he knows he'll be rewarded as soon as he gets home

loves it when you leave him to wipe his own mess, its so fucking degrading, he definitely loves it.

(Jimmy Darling)

he's into all kinds of sex, whether that'd be vanilla sex, rough sex, role play sex, perhaps even slight bsdm if you're in for it.

him having issues with alcohol doesn't always work on his disadvantage though, he gets so fucking creative with sex, lasts longer and goes harder and sloppier

really into raw fucking, but doesn't want to bring a kid to suffer into today's society, so nobody really knows how he deals with that confusion

definitely has some sort of daddy kink and tries to be the dom in the relationship

literally loves entering into you soft just to feel you tighten around his cock the harder he gets

drunk make up sex is his favorite

(Kit Walker)

there's nothing he doesn't know what to do when it comes to sex, loves and knows everything about it

likes to cover your mouth whilst he thrusts into you with full force, whether he likes your noises or not he'll entirely admire the vibrations your mouth will have onto his hand

total sweetheart though, not really the type to go full on rough sex the whole time, unless its make up sex

aftercare king, know he'll immediately prepare you a warm bubbly bath or cook your favorite meal

kissing is one of his biggest specialties, knows how to perfectly intertwine his lips with your own at whatever occasion that might be, delicately biting and suckling on your bottom lip just to feel himself grow impatient

(James March)

Let's begin with the fact that this man will get anything he wants at whatever time he wants, not only because he's a serial killer and that alone scares people away. James is one smooth dude, he'll have you accepting to his little games without you even realizing it

fully into role play sex, whether that'd be some cringy doctor and patient role play or something perhaps a little more extreme like the serial killer and victim.

really good with his tongue, know the oral sex is amazing and the sticking it wherever he finds it adequate to stick it into your body is a huge one for him

one of the few men to actually enjoy foreplay before sex, rather than just doing it for his partner or because he needs to, the man does it willingly

(Rory Monahan)

peg him.

want that reaction out of him? literally just flash him. Whenever, however, he can't nearly keep his composure steady when he sees the slightest of your bare body, like seriously he'll start drooling

also spit in his mouth. not everyone's into it, but know he is, fully.

(Warren Lipka)

for sure the kind to finger you, stick his hands in your mouth so you can have a pleasurable taste of yourself then soon after mimicking your actions

surely the type to make you giggle during sexual intercorse, he's just so fun and so raw with his personality that everything he does is just so...him

(Alex)

his appearance alone tricks those into thinking he's simply an inexperienced horny guy in search of one to satisfy those inner needs he carries around, but he knows more than what you'll ever imagine, not experience-wise but visualizing-wise

natural sex expert, from foreplay to fingering, to oral sex, intercorse, aftercare, etc, knows it all, he's watched enough porn and has read enough mature comics

(Jeff Pfister)

he doesn't have a bowl cut for no reason.. yank his fucking head, he loves it

if he'd have to choose between coke and boobs he'd pass out

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Dating Rory Monahan [HCs]

Request: “Can you do headcanons on what it would be like to date Rory Monahan? Love your writing.”

Count: 20

A/N: Rory is one of my favorite characters purely because we have the same last name. Just thought you might want to know that. 

First of all, Rory would love having a girlfriend that’s not an actress (officially, at least). 

But it might cause a little bit of tension between you two every so often.

“Baby, you don’t understand!” 

He’d love coming home from a long day filming to see you, even if you were just asleep on the couch.

In that case, he’d curl up next to you and just cuddle with you until he falls asleep or you wake up.

Rory would probably seek out matching roles for you in hopes of getting you to start acting, he wouldn’t pressure you.

He’d just see it as an opportunity to spend more time together (and show you off to his/your coworkers). 

There would be frequent games of hide-and-seek, no matter where the two of you are.

If you ever wanted to go to a celebrity event, all you’d have to do is ask him and he’d take you.

And he’d probably buy you an entire formal wardrobe for the event.

By the way, it’s always the best seats in the house. Rory doesn’t play around with dates.

He’d probably try to touch you under the table. Especially if any of his friends were around.

... And he always gets you off during the “boring” parts of the events.

He would literally fight someone if they looked at you in the wrong way.

He’d probably lose, but it’s the thought that counts.

Rory would always be incredibly protective over you, obviously.

I’m 100% sure he’d call you some really weird, cute pet names when he’s had a little too much to drink.

You’re his little cinnamon apple. 

But when he’s sober... 

You’re still his little cinnamon apple.