darling men


…actually, it’s nightcrawler, but my real name is kurt wagner.

Your Awards

Pairing: Evan Peters x Reader

Description: One day, you see something crazy on tv leading to cuddles with your favorite superhero.

Warnings: Fluff. So much fluff. Also adorably clumsy Evan. Also insecure Evan?


Your boyfriend flew into the room with a wild expression and hair sticking in different directions. “ARE YOU OK? ARE YOU HURT? WHAT IS HAPPENING?” Evan panted as he checked you over, making sure you were alright. “I’m fine you idiot. Look at the tv.”

You happened to be flipping through channels when your boyfriends name read across the screen.

“..and the nominees can be viewed on MTV.com.” You dove for your laptop, threw open the cover and furiously began typing.

“Babe, what’s going on?” Evan was thoroughly confused by the way you were acting. “SHH!” You finished typing and started to busy yourself with clicks and scrolls. You seemed to find what you were looking for and practically threw the laptop in poor Evan’s face.

“Look! Look! Oh my gosh, look!!” Evan caught the computer midair and scrutinized the view that was presented on the screen. The page read, ‘MTV Movie Awards. Best Comedic Performance Nominees.’ “No. You’re messing with me.” You laughed at Evan’s expression. “This is all very serious Ev. Oh and go back a page.”

He did as told and it basically said the same but with Action Performance. “TWO?! Holy crap!” “Babe this is so huge for you. Being nominated for two big awards? SO PROUD!!”

Evan suddenly became quiet. He looked at you with an unreadable expression. Extremely confused and a little worried, you asked, “what’s eating you, babe?”

He slowly set the laptop down and stepped over to where you were sitting on the couch. “You,” he said.

“Me?” you asked. “You. These are your awards.”

By now you were very worried and reached to check his temperature. He was probably just overexcited.

“Babe. I don’t believe you’re thinking straight. What’s up?” “This is your award. You’re the one who got me out of bed every morning even if I was being an arse about it. You made sure I was fed and hydrated so I could function at work. You supported me every night I felt I wasn’t doing Peter justice. You were.. are my rock. I wouldn’t even have got the audition if you hadn’t pushed me to. So yeah, these are your awards.”

The room fell into a calm aura, setting your emotions skyrocketing. “Sure I helped you, but that’s just it. I helped. Who’s the one who read scripts until three in the morning making sure he wouldn’t screw up his lines? Who went to the gym even though he hated it there so his character would look the part? Who acted the same scene for sixteen plus hours one day and was just as excited to do the same thing the next day? That was all you, baby. So if you want to call the awards partially mine, I’ll let you, but they are yours and you did everything to deserve them. You are a great actor and your coworkers tell me they’ve learned a lot from you. I’m so proud, baby. I’m so proud.”

Evan was practically in tears now. He always questioned his acting ability yet you always could reassure him. He could never tell you how thankful he was for you. He just couldn’t do it without you by his side. Someday he’d ask you to be with him forever. Just not yet.

“Thank you, baby girl. I love you so much.” “I love you too my Quicksilver.”

That day ended in cuddles watching his X-Men movies.

Catching you masturbating, Evan Peters Characters, Character Preference

Requested by: Quite a few people but all were anon. 

A/N: I included Quicksilver in this so let me know if you have more requests for him! Oh and this is gender neutral :))


Originally posted by smokesandladders

Let’s not forget that dead or alive, Tate is a teenage boy. Since you two met when you moved into the murder house you have both sort of liked each other but didn’t say anything. When he walked into you room one day to see you touching yourself he smirked and immediately got flustered, the tightness in his pants betraying any hope he had at playing it off as something else.


What do you get when you put Kit Walker (a lad with a pretty high sex drive) and an extremely attractive person who happens to be pleasuring themselves together? You get a very turned on Kit and a VERY satisfied person ;) He wouldn’t even hesitate when he found you, not that you minded.

-Pre-death Kyle-

He would be a total cinnamon roll at first and cover his eyes, until he got too tempted and had to peek while you were pulling yourself together. It wouldn’t lead to anything but he would be clingy for the rest of the day and always have you near, mostly sitting on his lap.


Not. Subtle. At. All. Literally traps you on the bed/couch in his caravan (you were staying there) and starts kissing you. “Sweet cheeks, you know you don’t have to do that yourself.”


James is actually pretty pissed that you wouldn’t include him in your little rendezvous. “Darling, I thought I asked you that only I was permitted to make you feel such things, looks like I’ll have to punish you.” He doesn’t get too rough though because even though he won’t admit it, the sight of you got him pretty horny and he needed some relief.


Literally doesn’t seem phased at all. After a while he looks at you and smirks but he doesn’t move. You eventually get frustrated and straddle his lap, noticing that he’s extremely hard but was waiting for you to initiate it because he likes it when you get dominant.


Some of Prince’s ensembles from The Gold Experience Era, 1995


And there he stood, Harry the Heir himself; tall, handsome, scowling. “Lady Alayne. May I partner you in this dance?” She considered for a moment. “No. I don’t think so.” Color rose to his cheeks. “I was unforgiveably rude to you in the yard. You must forgive me.” “Must?” She tossed her hair, took a sip of wine, made him wait. “How can you forgive someone who is unforgiveably rude? Will you explain that to me, ser?” Ser Harrold looked confused. “Please. One dance.”.