evan peters oneshot

I Just Want You All To Myself Tate Langdon x Reader

Words: 3,213

Request: @multihxe :Could you do a Tate imagine where he gets jealous because y/n was having a study session with some boy from school and the boy was getting a little too close to her??

Description: You invite a boy over to study and it starts going south, espcially with Tate.

Author’s Note: @multihxe I hope this is what you wanted!! I apologize if it is far from ehat you wanted! Requests are open! Enjoy reading. XOXO


I had just moved to the infamous Murder House in Los Angeles, California, a couple months ago. It wasn’t as bad as I thought moving across the country and starting brand new. The reason why my family and I moved was because my dad had an affair on my mom. My mom isn’t happy. I know that is because anytime my dad tries to hold her hand she takes her hand away from his. Also if he enters the room she has to be at the other side of the room so that there isn’t any arguments. I just don’t get why they don’t just get a divorce. I mean seriously they are both unhappy in their marriage. Even though my mom still says they love each other. I could actually care less. i have someone in my life who loves and cares for me. His name is Tate Langdon. He is one of my dad’s patients. My dad is a psychiatrist. I didn’t really care if he was crazy. At least he is seeking help to get better. It was all really fate how we met. I was just walking downstairs and I bumped into him while going to the kitchen. It was awkward it was just us staring into our eyes. He then broke  the tension by laughing. I muttered a ‘Sorry’ and he said ‘Don’t me.’ I guess what they say is true. Love at first sight is real, well for me and Tate that is. There was something wrong with Tate though. The thing is that he is dead. I don’t care though. He admitted to all the wrong things he has done and I couldn’t be happier.

Originally posted by a-sky-full-of-stars-x

Anyways I was at school at Westfield and was getting my books to go to my next class. I closed my locker shut. When I did there was a jock right behind where the locker was.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Jacob said.

“Hi Jacob. Would you mind getting out of the way for me to go to my next class.” I said while rolling my eyes.

“Oh, come on. Don’t be like that (Y/N). I just want to talk!” He said.

“What do you want to talk about? You better talk fast because you have thirty seconds.” I said.

“Okay well you know that big science test we have?” I shook my head yes.”Well I was wondering if maybe I could go to your house and we could have a study session? Maybe you could help me ace it?” He asked.

“Okay. Meet me at my house at four, okay?” I said not really wanting to let him come over.

“Thanks (Y/N)! You’re the best!” Jacob goes to kiss my cheek but I put my hand infront of my face before he could. 

“Sorry but none of that!” I said then he awkwardly left. I went to my last period of the day, Science. Jacob was staring at me the whole time during class. “How am I supposed to help him study if he isn’t paying attention at all?” I mentally groaned. The bell rung and I rushed to get out of the classroom before Jacob could approach me. I arrived at my locker and I grabbed my science textbook and notes to help me study with Jacob. I quickly packed it in my backpack and I ran out the school doors before Jacob could once again approach me. I walk to my car and unlock it. I got in and drove to my house. I quickly got out of my car seeing that both my parents were still out of town for a day trip. I rushed inside to see what time it was and it was three fifteen. I let a sigh out of my mouth as I knew that Jacob wasn’t going to be here soon. 

“Hey babe!” Tate said. His voice startled me and I jumped landing in strong arms knowing that it was Tate. 

“Hey!” I said and turned around in his arms to see his face. He let go of the frip he had on me and put his arms around my waist while I put my hands on both of his cheeks. “I missed you so much today Tate. Why do you have to be isolated here?” I whined.

“I don’t know but it is worth it to see you come home and be able to be with you as soon as possible. I missed you too.” He said then kissed my forehead. He brought his face closer to mine and I stepped on my tippy toes and kissed him. We had a little make out session in the kitchen but I didn’t care. There was no one there to see it.  I broke apart and went to look at the kitchen timer and saw that it was three fifty-eight.

“Oh my gosh! Tate you have got to disappear like now!” I said.

“Why whats going on? Are your parents here?” Tate asked.

“No. I have a friend coming over for a study session.” I said.

“So? I would love to meet them. I think it is about time that you tell your friends that you have a boyfriend.” Tate said.

“Yeah and then whta would happen if they wanted a double date and NOT on Halloween, huh?” I said.

“And that is why you are the smart one in this relationship.” He said.

“Tate, can you PLEASE just disappear?” I begged.

“Okay. I love you” He said.

“I love you too.”I smiled and pecked his lips but then he grabbed my neck and started kissing me more.

“TATE!” I said by being muffled by his lips on mine.

“Okay fine. Bye.” He smiled and said.

Originally posted by anchosixx

Then I blinked my eyes and he was gone. I heard the doorbell ring and I rushed to answer it.

“Hi Jacob.” I said while letting him in.

“Hi (Y/N)! How are you today?” Jacob said and smiled cheekly.

“Are we ready to study?” I said wanting to get this study session over with. 

“Yep.” Jacob responded.

“Alright. Follow me.” I said. I closed and locked the door and we walked up my staircase to my room. “Here you can set your bookbag next to my desk on the right.” I said.

“Okay!” He said while putting his bookbag down. I pointed to the two chairs at my desk as saying to sit down here. Jacob did but only after he pulled my chair out. 

“Oh, thanks.” I said while sitting down.

“Anything for the lady.” He said. I mentally prayed hoping Tate wasn’t lurking in the corner watching all of what was happening. Little did I know that that was exactly happening. I soon let that thought slip my mind  and that was the worst thing to do. I saw Jacob looking through his bookbag over and over again.

“What is wrong?” I asked.

“I might have accidentally left my science stuff in my locker.” He said looking down embarrased.

“Okay. I guess we will just have to share.” I said 

“Okay. Sorry.” He said.

“It’s fine.” I said. I started to read section by section. When I was done with a paragraph I would ask him if I needed to explain anything to him and he would usually say yes.

“Can I say something before you continue reading?” He asked.

“Sure.” I said not sure of what he was going to say.

“You are really cute when you are explaining this stuff to me.” He said.

“Um, I think you should know that I have a boyfriend.” I said.

“Well he isn’t here so that means I can do this.” He said.

“That means you can do w—” I tried to ask but his lips met mine and struggled to pull him away from me. He put his hand around my neck and pulled me closer. I couldn’t escape. I started to kiss back. We parted and started to kiss again. My thoughts soon interrupted me. ‘(Y/N)! Are you kidding me? YOU HAVE TATE! STOP KISSING JACOB NOW!’

“Stop! I shouldn’t be doing this. I think it is a good thing for you to leave now.” I said standing up and taking charge.

“Why? I thought you liked me.” He said.

“No! I have a boyfriend! That I am happily with!” I said. Jacob stood up and started approaching me.

“Oh come on don’t be like that!” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him. We were just inches apart when Tate barged in the door.

“HEY! HANDS OFF OF HER!” Tate yelled. Everything happened so fast. The next thing I know is Jacob is on the ground with Tate on top of him, beating Jacob to a pulp.

“TATE! STOP!” I yelled making Tate stop and look at me.”Run Jacob!” JAcob got up and ran for his life and I heard the front door slam shut and let out the breath I was holding.

“Tate! Why did you do that?” I asked yelling.

“He had his hands all over you! I wasn’t going to let him touch you like that!”

“Yes but I had it undercontrol! I was going to stop him until you barged in and trampled him!” I said.



“I AM NOT JEALOUS!” Tate said.

“YOU SO ARE! When my guy friend came over here you lurked in the corner and when he just reached over me you started yelling your head off at him. It’s like if a guy just looked at me then you would kill him!” I said.

“Oh I’m sorry that I can’t be protective of my GIRLFRIEND!” 


“I JUST LOVE YOU! Is that a crime?” He yelled but then started to cry. “I just love you!” Then he started to cry even harder. Then it made me cry.

Originally posted by paradise-broken

“Yes but what you do isn’t what I want. I don’t want to become your…property.” I said with my voice being choked up.

“Then what are you going to do then (Y/N)?” He said.

“I’m going to do something I never dreamed of.” I said while crying and shutting my eyes.

“No please (Y/N). Don’t do what I think you’re going to do.” He pleaded.

“Go away.” I whispered with my eyes shut. When I gained confidence I said it again but louder.”GO AWAY!” I yelled. I opened my eyes adn i didn’t see Tate anymore. I collapsed to the ground and tried to keep my body from shaking.

Originally posted by nxtafraidtofly

“I’m sorry (Y/N). I love you.” Tate said but I couldn’t hear it. 

The next few days were awful. I didn’t have anything to look forward to when I came home. But i still didn’t want to see him. I want to wait for a little bit. I want him to rethink what he is doing that made me do this to him. My parents started to travel more without me. I was just home alone moping wanting to feel him around me but I knew that it was to early. I was doing this to save our relationship and maybe start again or begin where we left off.

October, Four Months After

I think I am going to let Tate back into my life now. I walked around my house on October 7 calling out his name. I went to the basement.

“Tate? I’m ready now. I’m ready to pick up our relationship. I miss you too much.” I said while walking around. I finally saw him come out of the shadows and I started to cry when I saw his tear stained face with a tear trickiling down.

Originally posted by n-e-v-e-r-m-0-r-3

“(Y/N). Is that you? Really you?” Tate asked.

“Yes baby its really me.” I said. I start running towards him and he picks me up and twirls me around. “I missed you so much. I am sorry for doing that to you but I had to let you know what you were doing and how it bothered me.” I said letting him know the reason.

“I know the time you spent away from me allowed me to think about what was wrong with me. What I was doing wasn’t love it was crazy obsession jealousy. I am so sorry.” He said.

“It’s okay. I forgive. I thank you for protecting me Tate. I love you.” I pulled away from the embrace we found ourselves in.

Originally posted by un--creative

“I love you (Y/N). I care about your feelings more than mine and I am thankful that you gave me a wake up call if I continued what I was doing.” Tate said. I pulled his neck down to mine and we kissed. We kissed for a long time and it was full of passion and longing for each other.

After that day everything was back to normal. It was the day before Halloween and Tate had told me to go downstairs to the basement. I did.

“Tate?” I said and then turned to walk facing away from the stairs. I turned around I was met with a man in a black suit. “TATE!” I yelled backing away but the man just started walking towards me. “TATE!” I was pressed against the staircase as the man was infront of me pressed against me. All of a sudden I heard him laughing. He unzipped his cap and it was Tate.

“YOU JERK!” I yelled and pushed him.

“I scared you.” He teased.

“Did not.” He then leaned closer to my head and we kissed. 

“I really didn’t scare you?” he said as we pulled apart.

“I said no. When are we going to go on a real date?” I asked.

“On Halloween. That’s the only day of the year where I am allowed out of this house.”

“Okay!” I said and pecked his cheek. “What did you want me to come down here.” I asked.

“Oh right! I got you this rose.” Tate said as he handed it to me. I gladly took it. “I painted it black, I know how you don’t like normal things.”

Originally posted by rainbowsnowlight

“I think this is the sweetest thing that a boy has ever done for me. Thank you.” I stood on my tippy toes and kissed on the lips. We broke apart. “Is that it? I have to go back to do my homework if thats all.”

“Yes thats it. I love you.” 

“I love you too. See you tomorrow for our date.” I winked and started to walk upstairs to my bedroom. 

Halloween Night

Tonight is when Tate and I were going to go on our date. I got ready for it. I didn’t know where we were going but I knew that anything was going to be perfect with him. A knock came on my door and I opened it to see Tate.

“Are you ready for our date?” He asked.

“Of course I am! Where are we going?” I asked.

“Somewhere that I loved to go when I was in high school, where i could let all the stress free from my head when times got tough.” 

“Okay! Do I need to bring anything extra?”

“Nope. If it gets cold you have me to warm you up.” He warmly smiled. We exited the house and started to walk. It was a good fifteen minute walk and then we reached our destination, the beach. We walked over to the lifeguard booth and I sat down on a concrete wall. When I had just sat down I felt my phone buzzing. I took out my phone and I saw that it was my mom calling. 

“(Y/N) where are you?” my mom said frantically.

“I’m just hanging with friends.” I said and looked where Tate was and he was fooling around on the lifeguard ‘porch’. “I’m sorry i should have called or left a note. Is this the part where you make me come home?” I said praying it wasn’t.

“Are you safe?”

“I swear.” 

“Are you having fun?”


“Was there anything that happened while we were gone?”

“There was some banging but I think it was just some little kids playing a prank.” I felt something on my neck and I realized that it was Tate.

“I want you home in an hour.”

“Okay. All right. Bye.” I tried to hang up quickly so I could spend more time with Tate. I finally hung up.

“Who was that?” Tate asked and stopped kissing my neck.

“My mom.” I smiled.

“Oh.” He said. Then he leaned closer to me and kissed me. We pulled apart and we walked down to the beach. When we reached the sand I layed down and he got on top of me and started kissing me again.

Originally posted by oobandsoo

We eventually stopped not wanting to get any further. He sat up with me and put his arm around me. He got up and light a fire. Then he returned and sat next to me, pulling me close. I rested my head against his.

“I used to come here when the world would close in and got so small I couldn’t breathe. I’d used to look out in the ocean and think, ‘Yo, scum bag, high school counts for jack. Kurt Cobain, Quentin Tarantino, Brando, De Niro, Pacino.” I looked at him as he turned his head to look at me. “All high school dropouts. I hated high school.  So I’d come out here and I’d look at this vast, limitless exspanse. And it’s like, thats your life, man. You can do anything. You can be anything. Screw high school. That’s…that’s just a blip in your timeline. Don’t get stuck there.” He looked at me and I leaned my head on his.

“Very knowledgable Tate. I love you.” I looked at him and kissed him.

“I love you too.” He said when we pulled apart. 

“Tate, can I ask you something?” I asked.

“Anything.” Tate responded.

“Why would you get so jealous?” I said with my head leaning in his. He took in a deep breath.

“I would get so jealous because I saw what it did to my parents when my dad didn’t care. When he would just let go. They were so much in love until he stopped caring. I didn’t want that to happen to us. I love you too much but to be completley honest it was because I just want you all to myself. I don’t want to share you. I want you to be with me and only me.” He said and then kissed me deeply.

“I understand Tate. I don’t want that to happen to us either. I will love you forever.”

“I will too.” 

That night was filled with love. I didn’t want whatever happened to Tate’s parents to happen to us.  I wouldn’t allow that but I understand why he reacted that way and I can’t say I blame him. I will spend forever with him. No. Matter. What.

Originally posted by dreamer-with-nightmares



Originally posted by themarvelnerd

Pairing: Steve x Reader, Bucky x Reader (Platonic), Avengers x Reader (platonic)

Warning(s): the kinda language Steve would smh at

World Count: 3827

Author’s Note: I got so into this it’s not even funny. After like, two years of not doing anything on tumblr, it isn’t surprising that i write a Steve oneshot for the first time since. 

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[Y/N] [Y/L/N] was an asshole.
You were an asshole.
You are an asshole.

You were slightly narcissistic with an ego as big as the tower, you were very beautiful, and the last person on earth to ever be considered shy.

That made you and Tony Stark best of pals (most of the time), and you and Steve as foes (all the time). He wasn’t rude or a jerk or at all hostile, Steve was just always on edge with you. He didn’t know whether or not your jokes were jokes (you always reverted back to slitting your enemy’s throats – Steve being a righteous guy and all, he wasn’t all that optimistic with that choice), or if you really were here to save people and not for the money the government and Tony Stark paid you — eh, what can you say, it’s very, very good money.

Humble was also not on your list of qualities.

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Honestly Feel So Attacked Right Now

Request: Can I request a scenario with Tom bringing his girlfriend (that’s also an intern at Marvel) to meet the Avengers cast since she’s such a big fan?

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Originally posted by parkersstark

“All I’m saying is that I cannot believe that Chris Evans is single” you said, a hint of disbelief in your voice.

“And I, on the other hand, cannot believe I’m having this conversation with you” Tom said, shaking his head and laughing at you.

“Come on, you know I don’t mean it in a weird way, I’m just saying” you said, fidgeting in your seat.

“I know, darling. I’d totally marry Chris” he said without even thinking twice about it. Sometimes you couldn’t help but wonder what this boy thinks about in his spare time.

“You know, that statement doesn’t even surprise me? I can’t believe it’s been three months already since I started the internship” you said, smiling, clapping your hands excitedly.

“Yep, three long months and you still haven’t met any of the avengers” he said patronisingly, nudging you with his elbow delicately.

“Oh you’re right, because you’re not even a proper Avenger” you said, teasing him right back and earning a dirty look from Tom before continuing “I’m just kidding, you dafty. Anyway that’s a lie because I met RDJ last week”.

“I know, love; I’m just teasing.” he told you with a smirk plastered on his lip as you rolled your eyes and reached over to the coffee table to take your glass “How would you feel about meeting them later?”

You choked on the water you were drinking and looked at him, wide-eyed “Today? Tom I am in SWEATS”

He laughed at your panic-stricken face and you hit him over the shoulder jokingly, “Shut up. How long do I have?”

“About- 45 minutes” he said, glancing at the silver watch on his wrist.

“Oh my God” you said, more to yourself than to him as you were already up and walking towards the bathroom to do your makeup and put on a pair of jeans and a halter-neck top.

“Where we meeting them?” you asked, grabbing your coat off the hanger beside the front door and slipping your shoes on.

“Roberts.” he said as he was tying the shoelaces of his Chuck Taylor’s “and everyone is already there, we’re going to be fashionably late”

“Oh no” you complained silently; you didn’t like being the centre of attention and you know that when you and Tom would walk in everyone would stare because you’d be the lasts ones there.

“It’s fine, darling” he said soothingly as he took your hand and you walked down from your apartment down to the car. You sat in the passenger seat, unable to sit still, you kept twisting this way and that way, out of stress, fidgeting with your hand, clicking buttons on the radio, checking your phone every five minutes. When you got the the grand house which was Roberts’ you had a mini meltdown and Tom had to take your hand and rub it with his thumb as you two walked up to the front door, your ears ringing and not listening to Tom telling you it’s fine. You felt a mixture of excitement and nerves, but obviously you had to act professional, these are just people.

“Hi there, nice of you to finally show up” Robert said, answering the door after Tom rapped on it with the silver knocker.

“A Queen is never late, everyone else is simply early, Robert” Tom said to him as he rolled his eyes and looked at you, gesturing at Tom in a ‘what’s with this guy’ manner, causing you to giggle silently.

“Look who arrived!” Robert exclaimed as he walked into his vast living room, you and Tom walking in behind him, your eyes meeting the Avengers cast, each and every one of them greeting you with a warm smile, which you gladly reciprocate.

“So this is Y/N, I think I speak for all of us when I say that I feel like I know you so well, Tom just can’t seem to be able to shut up about you, ever” Chris said, putting stress on the last word, causing everyone to laugh and nod in agreement.

“But I must say, out of all the shit he talks about, you’re the only thing which doesn’t make me want to kill him” Anthony said. You watched your fair share of interviews of Anthony in which he says Tom is annoying and an ‘asshole’, so to hear him say that made your little heart feel warm.

“Oh really? Oh Tommy, is that true?” you asked, teasingly, earning a deep sign from him and a look of ‘why did I come here’.

“Our boy gets little heart eyes whenever he talks about you” Mark told you, looking at Tom, who was now bright red in the face.

“Okay I came here to have a good time and I honestly feel so attacked right now” Tom said, tightening his grip on your hand a teenie bit, the tips of his ears crimson.

“They grow up so fast” Robert said, wiping a fake tear from his eye.

“Okay guys, that’s it, let’s cut the cheque here” Tom said, but it came out more like a whisper, assumingly from embarrassment. Anthony threw him a look, considering that’s exclusively his line.

“Oh come on Tommy, let us embarrass you some more. Wait Robert, do you have juice boxes in your fridge?” Sebastian asked, obviously teasing Tom and that made you laugh because Tom is so easily wound up.

“Come on Y/N, have a seat right here,” Sebastian continued as he patted the space in between him and Chris “and tell us some juicy stories about Tom.”

“Guys please” Tom said as you started walking over to the sofa, flashing him a quick cheeky grin.

“Shhh Tommy, you sit beside Robert” Chris told him, pointing to the couch opposite the one you were now sitting on.

“This is downright abuse” he said, a hint of a smile in the corner of his lips, you knew he was happy you were getting along with the crew, even if it meant a few laughs at his expense.

First days are always hard

A/N: This is the first one shot I’ve written in over two years yall pls go easy on me. Feel like I need to get back into the swing of things lmfao so pls send me your comments and suggestions !!


You had moved to town recently on the basis of taking up a job offer at the local hospital. It seemed like a good opportunity to start a clean slate, to expand your horizons and to meet new people. The job seemed relatively easy given your experience, a nurse in the emergency ward. You had already been practicing for four years.

What you didn’t expect was a mass shooting on your first day on the job. You thought this a chance to prove your worth to your senior managers however, and acted quickly to make all the incoming patients as comfortable as possible, taking vitals and making quick assessments while assisting the doctor you were working with.

‘male, 26, was giving a speech at the time of the shooting. One bullet to the right thigh. Possible concussion although it’s not certain. Alert and able to talk.’ The paramedic stated as he wheeled in a patient through the emergency doors. The shock of blue hair was the first thing to catch your attention as you ran towards them.

'Thanks’ you quickly reply before taking the bed and wheeling the patient to an available room. Looking down at him, you noticed the handsome features, framed by greasy blue hair and what looked like blood.

The commotion outside seemed to halt as you closed the door to an empty emergency room, now alone with this beautiful blue haired male.

'I like your hair’ was the first thing to come out of your mouth. 'I like your face.’ He replied without missing a beat. His smile seemed genuine, beautiful even, but you noticed they didn’t really reach his eyes. Blushing, you walked to his side and began to test his vitals.

'Okay sir, I’m just going to check your heart rate and blood pressure as well as see if you may possibly have a concussion while we wait for a doctor. Can you give me your full name please?’ You said as you whipped out the necessary monitors to check him.

'My name is Kai Anderson. And no I don’t have a concussion. I know that today is the 27th of December and Donald Trump is the current president of the United States.’ He seemed to say the last part with much more enthusiasm than you thought necessary, but you dismissed it. You’re a nurse and treating people was your job, regardless of if they were a Trump supporter or not.


Kai Anderson came out of surgery 3 hours later, the surgery was successful and he was moved to the recovery ward. He also requested to have the bullet that shot him, which intrigued you more than it should have. You couldn’t deny that Kai had some sort aura that seemed to draw you in, and so you decided to see him after your shift.

At 10pm you signed out and made a beeline for the recovery ward, already knowing what room number he was in. You knocked quietly before opening the door and peeking your head through.

'Ah there’s the lovely nurse. I’ve been asking about you, I forgot to get your name?’

'Really?’ You seemed surprised that he would even take interest in someone like you, but did your best to hide it anyway. 'My name is y/n.’

He repeated your name, drawing it out and saying it in such a tone, something in the pits of your stomach seemed to knot. You walked in and closed the door behind you.

'I just wanted to see how you were doing, coming out of surgery and all.’ You whispered. He smiled.

'Come closer.’

You walked a few paces towards him until you were at the foot of the bed.

'Closer.’ He tapped the space beside him on the bed, humming, and so you walked until you were able to touch his face if you stuck your hand out. You wanted to feel his skin. His nose. His eyes. His greasy hair.

As though he could sense this, he gently grabbed your hand and placed it on his cheek. You stood motionless, enamoured by his skin and the reality of what was happening. He dragged your head down his cheek, down his chin, down his neck, and further still down his torso. His body felt hot under your hand, although you couldn’t distinguish if it was him or you. Time slowed and you felt as though you could feel every crevice of his body.

He finally stopped, and rested his hand on top of yours. It was on his crotch. Neither of you said anything as he slowly but firmly rubbed your hand on him, his sudden bulge hardening the more friction was created.

You knew in the back of your mind that this was wrong, so so wrong, and it was only your first day on the job. You knew you should have removed your hand or told him to stop, yet you let him continue. Your eyes interlocked, you were rendered trapped inside of him, as though wading through a current you could not swim against. He applied more pressure on your hand and picked up the pace. He moaned, low and guttural, imitating an animal. He was the predator and you were the prey. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten, and you wanted to feel his body against yours. You wanted to feel him on top of you, under you, in you. Anything.

He began to moan louder and more frequently until suddenly he stopped. Removing his hand from on top of yours, you finally managed to look away, and became aware of the feeling that the material of the hospital gown under your hand was damp.

As though struck by lightening you quickly removed your hand away from his body and held it close to your chest, thinking of what to say or how to erase what just happened.

He looked at you expectantly, as though waiting for you to make the first move. Predator.

'Anything to say?’ He finally asked, realising you wouldn’t be the first to speak up.

'Why do you want to keep the bullet?’ The question sounded out of place, a puzzle piece from a different puzzle, and even you were surprised as it was the last thing you could possibly even think of.

He also seemed taken aback by the randomness of the question but regained composure quickly. 'Suffering is the soil of strength. I want to hold on to it like a talisman.’

Dumbfounded and unable to think of a reply, you turned and walked out the door.

You’re The Brightest Light I’ve Ever Seen Tate Langdon x Reader

Words: 2,108

Description: You move into the murder house after some unfortunate event occurred

Request: Anonymous:  Thought this might be interesting, but the reader has a power that if she touches another living person they die. Which has caused her to cut off everyone in fear of killing them. Till one day her parents allow her to live alone in the murder house to keep everyone safe from her. She ends up getting really close with Tate and instead of being the darkness, he becomes the ‘light’ in her world. Since he is all she has in her small world.

Author’s Note: I apologize so much for not being active! I promise to make it up to all 431 followers!!! Thank you so much! I love you guys XOXO


          I was eight years old. I was so young and innocent to have this curse on my shoulders. I was playing on the playground with my two best friends. A big thunderstorm rolled in out of nowhere. We were jumping rope and writing with chalk on the sidewalk. It rained. It poured. I didn’t understand why it didn’t affect my friends. They were with me. They got soaked. The storm quickly passed over. We were kids, we didn’t run off when the rain came, we played in the rain instead. I walked over to my friends so that we could come up with our secret friendship handshake. It all happened so fast. They were on the ground. Their bodies lifeless. Then the sirens came. I watched as two men came and dragged their bodies off. I stood there speechless. The paramedic came over.

           “Sweetheart, do you know what happened here?” He asked crouching down. I looked down not knowing how to answer. I looked up at him and told him what happened.

           “I just touched them. It’s all my fault they’re gone.” I paused realizing what had happened, what I had done. “IT’S MY FAULT!” I screamed. The man tried to reach over to comfort me but I stopped him.  “Don’t touch me. I’ll just hurt you.” I said crying. 

           “You didn’t kill them. You can’t hurt me. It’s all alri..” The man stopped. He died. He reached over and touched my shoulder. Another person I had killed. I needed to get away. A couple minutes later my mom and dad came. I was surrounded by police officers.

           “Let us through, that’s our daughter.” My mom and dad said, “Sweetheart, it’s okay.” My mother reached over and hugged me. She was unaffected. She helped me up and took me to the car. I opened the backseat door and buckled myself in. My parents then got in. The car ride was silent. It was so silent you could hear a pin drop. A few minutes later we arrived home. I got out and ran to the unlocked door. I ran to my room, slamming the door.

          “Sweetheart may we come in?” My mom said as she knocked. I didn’t answer but they came in anyways. “We have something to tell you (Y/N).” my mom said as she sat next to me on the bed.

          “Is it answers on why I seem to kill everything I touch except for you guys? If so then continue.” I said.

           “It is answers. (Y/N), you have powers. It is passed on to you from us. It doesn’t affect us because we have it as well. You get powers by a storm passing and raining on you. We tried to protect you because we didn’t want you to have this curse. I’m so sorry baby.” my mom said.

            “That’s all I needed. Now get out. My friends are dead, I need some time to myself if you don’t mind.” I said. 

             “Of course. Take as much time as you need.” My dad said as they both left.

          That is how I found out I had powers and an even more unsteady path down my life.


          Ever since that day I have been home schooled. I am now sixteen and I have not left my property since that awful day. Mom thought that if I stayed away from people then maybe the curse would go away. I was going to test that theory. I had met a boy when I was twelve who newly moved in next door. We would play from our backyards. I will say that he has grown up quite nicely and he was taking me on a date to a movie theater. I was excited. He was coming to pick me up at six and it was four. I got up and went to take a shower. After the shower I got dressed and waited. A knock then soon came. I leaped off the couch and opened the door.

          “Hi Jacob!” I said. He had blue eyes and brown hair. He was dressed in a blue dress shirt and black pants.

          “Are you ready?” Jacob asked. I shook my head vigorously. He offered me his arm but I declined not wanting to hurt him. He opened the door to his truck letting me in first. It was a smooth drive to the movie theater. “Do you want anything? Soda? Popcorn? Candy?” He asked.

           “I’m fine thank you.” He got what he wanted then handed our tickets to the man. 

          “How to Live Life, number seven on the left. Enjoy your movie.” The man said with a sarcastic voice.

           “Jeez someone doesn’t like their job!” I said as we both laughed. We arrived at the doors and he opened the doors and let me chose where we were going to sit. 

            “I can’t wait to watch this movie! I heard it’s supposed to be really good!” Jacob said.

            “Yeah same!” The lights soon dimmed and the movie began. I was keeping to myself keeping aware of where my hands were so I didn’t hurt him. The movie ended and he drove me home. He walked me to my front door.

           “I had a really good time tonight.” Jacob said.

           “I did too.” I said as I smiled. We stood there awkwardly for a minute just staring at each other. He leaned in and I didn’t stop him our lips collided and then all of a sudden he drops.

           “JACOB?!” I scream as I back away. I banged on my door. My parents opened it and grabbed me and pulled me inside. “What do I do?” I ask.

          “You go into your room (Y/N) and stay there.” my mom said as I rushed to my room.

       It was too late Jacob died and it was my fault. That day was when I realized that this would never go away. My parents had a plan and that when I turned eighteen I would move to a house by myself called Murder House. It was perfect and I couldn’t wait until that day would come.


        It was moving day and I couldn’t wait. I just wanted to get away from everyone so that I could no longer hurt them. It was a long drive to Murder House, but I didn’t mind. It was worth it in the end.

       After an hour we arrived. I quickly got out of the moving truck and unlatched the back of the truck. I picked up the first five boxes I see. My mom comes out and laughs as she sees how eager I am to move in and be on my own. 

“Careful sweetie. You don’t want to hurt yourself.” My mom says as she laughs. She grabs the top two boxes off the top and helps me.

I unlock the door and take in my surroundings. The house is so beautiful that I had to pinch myself to make sure it was real. I went upstairs and picked out my bedroom. I let out a sigh and breathed it all in. I went downstairs to finish unloading.

After four hours I was finally settled in and I had said goodbye to my parents. I went into the living room and sat down on the couch turning on the television. I just watched the first thing that was on and didn’t think much about it. A couple minutes after I just got comfortable, the doorbell rang. I groaned as I got up and went to the door. I opened it and was met with very dark brown eyes.

“Hi, I’m Tate Langdon, your neighbor. I saw you move in and figured I would say hello.” Tate said. He held out his hand and I just stared at it for a little bit.

“Sorry, I’m a huge germophobe. Anyways, I’m (Y/N),” I said as I smiled at him.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” Tate said. I blushed furiously and looked down but then looked up with a smirk.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.” I say.

“Only on the special ones, and so far that has only been you,” He said as he looked at me and smiled.

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“Anyways, it was nice meeting you.” I said as I was closing the door. Tate stopped it with his hand.

“Can I see you again?” He asked.

“Yeah, sure.” I said as he smiled.

“Well than I’ll see you tomorrow.” Tate said cheerfully. I smiled back and closed the door. I was absolutely blown away that this cute guy was talking to me. Then, I felt even worse because I could never have a real relationship with him. I shook off the sad feeling and decided to go to bed. I fell asleep thinking of Tate.

The Next Day

         I woke up and took a shower. I went downstairs and looked in the fridge to see if I had anything to make for breakfast. I decided on making pancakes. I had just finishing making the pancakes and heard a knock at the door. I dropped everything and went to open it. I unlocked the door and opened it revealing Tate.

“Good morning! I smelled pancakes and decided to come over to see if you would be so kind and share them with me. Please?” He said with puppy dog eyes. I laughed and let him come in.

“Of course. How else am I going to make friends? The kitchen is down the hallway and to the left.” I said while I laughed.

“Gotcha. So shouldn’t you be like in school?” He asked. I came into the kitchen and placed some pancakes on his plate and then I sat next to him with my own plate filled with pancakes.

“Nope. I was home schooled throughout my life and so I didn’t go to college. What about you? Shouldn’t YOU be in school?” I asked while laughing.

“No I dropped out. Didn’t like school. I felt imprisoned so I had to get out.” Tate said. I nodded my head while we ate pancakes. “So why did you move here?”

“Things happened and I had to leave where I was.” I said while looking at my plate.

“Let me guess, ex boyfriend?” Tate said.

“Something like that.” I said as I smiled and looked down. I saw out of the corner of my eye Tate moving my hand to my cheek. “Don’t do that. I don’t want to hurt you.” I said as I moved myself out of hands reach.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” Tate said. As he slowly retracted his hand looking embarrassed.

“It’s okay. I should tell you.” I took in a deep breath and told him my life story, right from the beginning, “So that is why I moved here. I apologize for not telling you the truth. It’s okay if you run away. Everyone does.” I say as I looked down and let out a soft chuckle. 

“Well I guess we do have something in common. I haven’t been completely honest with you either. Please don’t laugh or run off. What I’m about to tell you is true. I’m dead. So it’s okay if you touch me. I’m a ghost so you can’t do much damage to me anyways.” Tate says.

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better.” I said with tears. Tate started to slowly approach me.

“The thing is, I’m not.” He brought his hand up to my cheek and kissed me deeply. It had been my first kiss and it was amazing. I pulled away and looked into his eyes.

“So you weren’t kidding huh?” I said laughing with tears. 

“No,” Tate said as he laughed. We kissed again and just stayed in each others arms for the rest of the day.

Two Years Later

“I love you Tate Langdon,” I said as I leaned in and kissed him deeply. 

“I love you even more, (Y/N),” Tate said as he pulled me in for another kiss. Life has been complete since that day. I’ve defintely have felt the most love I’ve ever received in my entire life. “(Y/N), you make me so happy. I am thrilled you moved in here.” Tate said.

“Tate Langdon, you’re the brightest light I’ve ever seen. There is nothing that could change the way I feel about you. I love you.” I said as I pulled him into another kiss. I died in the house. A robbery occurred and I was shot and killed. I was sort of happy because now I can spend forever with Tate, my love.

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Maybe It's The Drugs

Imagine being Evans childhood best friend, and he’s over for a smoke session that turns out to be more.

  “Hey, Y/N. What are you doing tonight?” Evan spoke into the phone, almost a whisper. Maybe he’s on set. “Um, nothing actually, I was just going to clean up a little and watch some movies. Why?” Evan was your childhood best friend. You grew up together, and when his career took off you kind of drifted apart, but you both made sure to contact each other every so often. You always picked up, he barely ever did, but you knew it was because he was so busy. “Well, I’m shooting a movie like right down the street from your apartment, and I’ve got the day off tomorrow. Wanna hang out tonight? We can do movies and stay up all night, like we used to?” You smiled to yourself, remembering an adolescent you and Evan, staying up all night, trying alcohol for the first time, smoking cigarettes for the first time, talking on the phone for hours. “Sure, Evan, I would love that. When can you be here?” “Around 8. Smoke?” “I don’t have any.” “I got us. See you then. Bye.” “Bye.” You put the phone on the receiver and leaned against the wall, a familiar feeling growing in your belly. You smiled. Guess I’d better clean get to cleaning sooner than I planned. You pulled out the reusable rubber gloves and your bucket of cleaning supplies, and got to work.

“Jesus Christ, how does this house get so dirty?” You were scrubbing the bathroom floor on your hands and knees, a la Cinderella. In retrospect, it wasn’t even dirty, you just had a thing with germs. You leaned back against your heels and wiped your sweaty forehead. You looked at your phone. 6:45 PM. My god, I have to shower and stuff. You put your cleaning supplies away and walked into your bedroom, grabbing a pair of yoga pants, and your favorite plain pink shirt. You grabbed your bra, and a pair of lacy panties. When you turned the shower on and got undressed, you looked yourself over in the mirror. You had definitely grown up. And so has Evan. He’s not a chubby weirdo anymore. You shook the thought out of your head, it was weird to think of your best friend while you were naked. After thoroughly washing your hair and body, you stepped out onto the cold bathroom floor. You dried off and dressed quickly, your belly getting steadily more uneasy. I don’t understand why my stomach feels so weird. You didn’t like it, it felt like anxiety, but in a weirdly good way. You brushed your teeth and let your hair fall around your shoulders. You walked out into the living room and called the pizza place right around the corner. The time was 7:22 PM and you started to get nervous. 

At 7:45 PM there was a knock on the door, you knew it wasn’t Evan, because he would have just walked in but you still were disappointed when you opened the door and it was just the pizza guy. “Hi, your total is 26.67, please.” You were looking over his shoulder, anxious to see the familiar face that you hadn’t seen in months. “Here’s a 50, keep the change, thanks.” “Really? Thank-” You took the pizzas and shut the door. You couldn’t take the feeling in your stomach any longer, you felt like you might be sick, but also wanted to sing a song. You wanted to sit down and relax, but as soon as your butt touched the couch you shot up and started pacing. You wanted to eat something, but at the same time you wanted to scream and panic. It’s just Evan, Y/N, calm the hell down. This is the geeky boy from next door that you’ve seen in the weirdest stages of his life. This is the chubby boy who threw mud in your face when you were 5. Why are you freaking out? Your pep talk wasn’t helping much. Your front door creaked open and Evan peeked his head inside.

“Honey, I’m home!” He sang out. “Evan!” You jumped up and ran towards him. He held out his arms and you jumped into them. “I missed you so much, Y/N! How have you been?” “Oh you know, just livin’.” He looked you up and down, you felt self conscious all of a sudden. His eyes analyzed everything about you, lingering for a moment on your pushed up cleavage. Your face turned bright red, so you turned around and grabbed the pizza box. “I got us some dinner, I figured if we’re gonna smoke, then I want something good and something I don’t have to make.” He giggled. God, he looks really good. Puberty hit him like a fucking truck. He was no longer chubby, at all. He was wearing sweat pants, and a brown T-shirt. His hair was disheveled. You turned back around and it was your turn to eye him up and down while he took his jacket off. Your eyes stopped at his crotch. Gray sweatpants. The ties came down in front, hanging there, like an aisle way to the bulge you could make out. “What movies are we going to watch?” He asked, smiling. His dimples made your heart do a flip.

You two were seated on your couch, eating pizza and watching a really horrible movie about zombies and strippers. “You know, I’ve seen 5 pairs of tits in this movie already, and it’s been on for like 30 minutes.” Evan laughed. “Yeah, you’ve always been a fan of horror movies with lots of tits.” “If there ain’t tits, it ain’t worth watching.” You mumbled. He pulled out a little baggy and some papers. “Let’s do this sleepover right, shall we?” You nodded your head and watched him as he broke up the green substance. The earthy smell that you had come to love so much was filling up your apartment. He sprinkled it into the paper, and smoothed it out evenly. He worked the paper around the drugs and rolled it up, licking the top and sealing it shut. He pulled out a lighter and lit the end, when it caught fire, he blew it out and put it to his lips, inhaling. He passed it to you, and you did the same. You felt the smoke filling up your lungs, and you held it there, letting it set in. You blew out the smoke and Evan had already taken his second hit. You took it again for yours. “You know, I really miss you Y/N. Like, when I’m filming and haven’t talked to you in a while, you’re all I can think about. I just go to your Facebook page and make sure you’re doing okay.” “I really miss you too, Evan. You’re my best friend.” You said, handing him back the joint. You got up to get some water, but he suddenly grabbed onto your hand and pulled you back down. You ended up half on his lap, half on the couch. Your faces were inches apart, and he opened his mouth a little, blowing smoke out onto your lips. You looked him in the eyes and you saw your reflection. You could feel the effects of the weed taking over. He moved his face towards yours, closing the space between you two. Your lips touched.

You moved your head into his, pressing your lips against his. His tongue flicked your bottom lip, and then traced the outline of your entire mouth. You opened your lips and let him in. Your tongues explored each others mouths for a while. He tasted of marijuana. He had his arms around your shoulder, and a hand on the small of your back. He pulled you into him, and laid back at the same time. You were laying on top of him. He moved both hands down to your ass. One hand lingered there, and another moved to your waist. He pushed your hips into his lap, and you moved your legs up so you were straddling his waist and leaning over to kiss him at the same time. “Evan, what are we doing?” You asked in between gasps of air. “Something I’ve wanted to do for a while.” He whispered into your mouth. You sat up, he was still laying down, and pulled your shirt over your head, throwing it onto your floor. He looked at your chest. His one hand still on your waist, and another traveling up your belly. You reached around and unclipped your bra, throwing it to the side as well, just as his hand grabbed onto your right boob. He squeezed and you leaned back down to kiss him again. You maneuvered your hands down his body to the hem of his shirt, and pulled it up over his head. You were skin to skin, and you pressed together, harder. He was kissing you as if he’d never be able to again. You could feel the longing and the hunger through his lips, and sighs of pleasure. You moved your hand down to his sweats, going to touch the bulge you’d eyed earlier. He grabbed onto your wrist, forcefully. “Ladies first.” He growled into your neck.

He wrapped his arm on your back and sat up, flipping you onto your back, him over top of you. He kissed your jaw bone, your neck, your collar bone, in between your breasts.. He stopped at one your boobs and kissed your nipple. He bared his teeth and lightly bit down, causing you to let a little moan escape your lips. His hand traveled down to your yoga pants, pulling them up and slipped a hand inside. His fingers grazed your cloth covered clit at the same time that he bit your nipple. The pleasure was growing. He pulled his hand out and went back to kissing your body. Under your breasts, your abdomen, your belly button, the band of your pants. He sat up and pulled your pants off, staring you in the eyes. This is so hot, oh god. He leaned down between your legs and kissed your thighs. Maybe it was the drugs, but where he was leaving wet, warm kisses left your skin tingling. He came up to your panties. He kissed you through the fabric. It was a hard, hot kiss. You bit your bottom lip. He hooked a finger around them and tore them off. Holy shit he just TORE MY PANTIES OFF. Is this real life? If I wasn’t dripping wet before, I am now. “You’re so wet Y/N” Evan muttered. almost as if reading your thoughts. He lowered his head and kissed you again. You were sweating with anticipation. You felt his warm, wet tongue touch your skin and you gasped. Your hands found his hair and his tongue danced in circles around your clit. “Oh, Evan..” His fingers found their way into your entrance. The feeling of his fingers inside you, and his tongue expertly flicking your little nub was enough to push you over the edge, but you wanted it to go on for as long as possible. You opened your legs a little wider, and grinded against his face a little. He took his fingers out and wrapped his hands around your thighs, pulling you into his face. He growled into your body. The vibration from his mouth felt really good. Your fingers tightened in his hair and your heartbeat sped up. You could feel your release coming, and Evan sensed it because he started eating faster and harder. “Oh fuck Evan, I’m gonna come.” You let him know, and he ate like it was his last meal. It pushed you over the edge and you felt your warm juices flow, your body was trembling and your breathing was ragged. His tongue moved in large, slow circles until your breathing returned to normal. He popped his face up and smiled at you, that big goofy smile that suddenly became the sexiest thing you’d ever seen. “This is a great sleepover” He said. You laughed. Your high from the drugs, and your orgasm mixed together. We need to have sleepovers more often.  

Evan x Reader

Category: Celebrities

Person: Evan Peters

Request:  Can I have a fluff with Evan Peters where he comes to your house after having a crappy day cause seeing you always makes him feel better

Requested by: anonymous

Word Count: 620


     You slipped on your sweatpants and put your hair in a messy bun. You had just gotten home from work completely exhausted. Both physically and mentally. You were ready to just lay in bed and binge watch Netflix. You slipped into your covers and opened up your laptop. You logged onto Netflix and continued to watch your favorite show. As your show started you heard a knock on your front door. You groaned in annoyance and got up hesitantly. You had just gotten comfortable.

     Walking into your living room you saw the time was 9:36 in the evening. “Who could it be at this hour?” You wondered to yourself as the person on the other side of the door knocked again. “ I’m coming!” You yelled grabbing the handle of the door and opening it. You smiled widely when you saw who it was. “Evan!” You cried out happily and embraced your boyfriend. He hugged you back and started laughing. “ I missed you.” He said pulling apart slightly just to give you a quick kiss on the lips. You hadn’t seen him ever since he started filming for his new show and that was weeks ago. You were happy to support his career, but it also meant you wouldn’t seem him as much as you wanted to.

      You pulled away and held his hands in yours,” Come in. I was just about to start a Netflix binge. Care to join?” You asked him pulling him inside your house. He smiled,” A night relaxing with my girlfriend is just what I need.” He said while laying a short kiss on your head. “ I’ll go get us some snacks while you set up the tv in my room.” You told him while heading towards your kitchen. You heard him walk away as you searched your cabinets for a snack. You settled on popcorn and waited for it to cook in the microwave. Once it was done you poured it in a big bowl and walked to your room excited to spend some time with your boyfriend.

     Once in your room you noticed the tv was set up, but Evan was asleep on your bed. You smiled softly staring at him. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. Looking at him closer you noticed dark circles under his eyes. Filming his new show must have taken a toll on him. He looked so tired. 

     You quietly put the bowl of popcorn on your nightstand and grabbed your laptop. Just as you were putting it on your desk you heard sheets ruffling. You turned around and saw Evan sleepily looking at you. “ Y/N? Do I smell popcorn?” He tiredly asked and you couldn’t help but laugh. You put your laptop away and walked towards your bed. “ Yeah, I made some for us, but you seem really tired so instead let’s just go to sleep.” You suggested getting into your covers and snuggling into Evan’s chest. He held you close to him and laid his head on top of yours. His nose snuggled itself into your hair while he let out an exhausted breath. 

     “Is everything okay?” You whispered worriedly. You felt him nod slightly,” Everything’s fine. Work has just been overwhelming lately. Especially today. I couldn’t get any of my lines right and we had to redo some scenes dozens of times. Today’s just been a crappy day. Until now.” He explained tightening his grip around you. You pulled away slightly to kiss his cheek and free your hands to play with his hair. Something you knew would relax him. It immediately did as he laid a kiss on your forehead before falling asleep.You soon followed.

You stayed together all night long…


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Lily and Sirius dancing at every wedding they go to.

Lily eating her cake and Sweet Caroline comes on and she meets Sirius’s eye from across the table and they’re up in like .23 seconds on the dance floor and singing very loudly and James is rolling his eyes and Lily’s about to go back and finish her cake because it was quite good and lemon is her favorite but then Build me Up Buttercup comes on and she whips around and points directly at Sirius as she sings and he’s pointing directly at her and clutching at his chest as he sings and dramatically begs her to not break his heart and then James comes over and asks for a dance because it is their wedding after all and she agrees and they dance and Sirius pulls Peter in for a waltz but then Aint No Mountain High Enough starts to play and James throws his hands up in the air in defeat because Lily screamed because she didn’t see Sirius behind her but she spots him just as the lyrics begin and they start their number and James goes to sit with Remus who hands him a drink and pats him on the back because Sirius has to go to a wedding next week while they’re on their honeymoon and Remus refuses to do that duet so please let him get it out of his system now.

this is really important to me okay

nicknames //tate langdon

warnings: none

a/n: just thought this’d be cute

  • tate would have quite the range of nicknames for you
  • —“c’mere kitten”
  • —“what’s up dork?”
  • —“babyyy lay down with me”
  • —“so asshat, how was your day today?”
  • you, however, like to call him stupid names just to tease him a little
  • —“ohhh po-tate-o dear?”
  • “y/n i swear to god..”
  • —“what’s wrong tor-tate-o, you don’t like the nickname?”
  • “oh c’mon that one doesn’t even work. like, maybe, if my name was nate or something.. but even then it’d still be stupid”
  • —“yeah, you’re right, not my best”
  • literally just teasing him endlessly with any stupid nicknames you can come up with that fit with his name
  • he pretends to hate it
  • but you both know he loves it
Everything I Wanted Was You Kyle Spencer x Reader

Words: 3,424

Request: @shellscreams​ :  I would like a Kyle Spencer imagine please love the last two you wrote xx

Description: This is an imagine where you and Kyle are together and he dies and you have to deal with that and don’t worry there is a very happy ending.

Author’s Note: I would like to say thank you to @shellscreams​ for requesting this! I am so sorry if this isn’t you wanted. Also requests are always open so don’t be shy XOXO


It was cool windy Saturday in the middle of Spetember. School had just started for me at Tulane University in New Orleans. I was a senior and had been in total bliss for the past three years. The reason? Kyle Spencer my amazing boyfriend. He was a frat boy and I was a frat girl. My fraternity was having a party tonight at the Zeta Kappa Mu house, aka my fraternity. Yes it was very popular for someone from our fraternitys to get together. I didn’t care it was fate for us to meet. It all happened when I was walking on campus on my first day at school and some jerk approached me.


“Hey sugar! You want some of this?” this college boy asked as he started running towards me.

“No thank you.” I said trying to make him go away.

“Awwww. Don’t be like that baby. I just want to have some fun!”

“Well you better scram before my..” I hesitated and blurted out the first thing that came into my head,” boyfriend comes to meet me!”

“Oh really? Where is this so called boyfriend?”

“I just said that he was meeting me here soon.” I said getting annoyed that the guy wouldn’t go away. He started to approach me and I backed away. He got closer to me and grabbed my wrist.

“HEY! Get off of me!” I yelled.

“I thought you had a boyfriend.”He said. But little did I know that a boy heard the whole thing an decided to stop it before it went any farther.

“She does.” The boy said. I turned my head away from the from the college student and looked at the boy who saved my life. My (Eye Color) eyes met his dark brown eyes.

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“I think you should get your hands off my girlfriend mister.” The boy said. The college guy then released his grip on my wrist and the boy wrapped his arm around my waist protectively.

“Like I told you, you better scram you know now since my boyfriend is here.” I said confidentley. The college guy looked at who had his arm around me and ran for his life.

The boy released his arm from my waist when we couldn’t see the jerk anymore.

“Thank you for doing that. I really appreciate that.” I said looking at the ground rubbing my arm.

“Hey don’t mention it. I can’t help myself from saving someone espically if it is a beautiful girl like yourself.” You immediatley blush at his compliment and look up in his eyes. “Kyle, by the way.” Kyle held at his hand and you took it.

“(Y/N)” You reply shaking his hand.

“Beautiful. Just like you.” Kyle responds. I chuckle lightly at his flirt. “What do you say we go and get a coffee?”

“I would love that.” I say. Kyle takes my hand and holds it. We walk to the coffe shop on camous, hands in hand. Ever since then we have been in love.


Tonight Kyle and his frat brothers were coming to the party tonight. I was excited to see him because he just got back from a school trip for football. Yes I texted him if his team won adn he texted back saying that they killed the other team. Once I read the text I decided that we would have a party in celebration for their win as soon as they came back. They arrived early this morning so I sent out party invitations to everyone. Apparently the new of having a party reached outside the campus and reached to the movie star Madison Montegomery. I one-hundred percent believe that someone tweeted it and it got around EVERYWHERE. I wasn’t upset that more people were coming, I was actually happy. That means that I could show off to more people about how great my boyfriend is.

I started to get ready at eight o’clock since the party started at nine and supposedly to end at midnight but I doubt it. I got finished changing into my (Favorite Color) dress and went down the stairs to finish decorating. I hung up the red and blue disco lights and the ice sculpture of God knows what. It was about nine o’clock when people started flooding which was good. This party was much bigger but it is okay the more the merrier. I saw some guy name Chad enter with packages of beer which I didn’t really care unless underage people were drinking it. I just let it slide because I was too busy trying to watch when Kyle’s limo bus was going to arrive.

It was a good ten minutes of me just waiting until a big black bus arrived on the curb infront of the house. I got so excited and decided to wait for about five minutes becasue I knew that Kyle was giving his brothers the chat about public parties Do’s and Don’ts. That is one of the reasons why I loved his personality so much was because he was respectful and a gentlemen. I always had great respect for him because ever since hurricane Katrina he had been providing for his single mother.

Kyle finally came running out of his bus with his brothers yelling “ Kappa Lambda Gamma” which was their fraternity. He saw me sitting on the step waiting for him to arrive and he immediatley ran to me. Once I had seen what he was doing I started to run to him. We meet in the middle and he engulfed me in his arms picking me up.

“I missed you so much baby.” Kyle said sounding out of breath. He placed me down, removing his head from the crook in my neck, he looked at me and oushed back my hair that had been messed up in this form of affection.

“I missed you so much too Kyle.” I said. He smiled and put his hand around the back of my neck and leaned in. His lips met mine and we started to make out in the middle of the lawn. It lasted a long time of just us letting our emotions out.

“What is that speech that you always tell your frat brothers? Isn’t public embarrasment apart of that? So wouldn’t kissing your girlfriend infront of everyone apart of that?” I ask jokingly.

“Shut up.”Kyle said laughing while putting his arm around my shoulders bringing me closer to his chest.

“I love you.” I said.

“I love you too.” He said kissing my cheek. He brought me to the couch and sat me down. “I am going to go get us some drinks okay.”

“Okay.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Once he left I looked towards the front door and I saw Madison Montegomery and I guess her friend. I was totally shocked that she came. I mean seriously a stupid frat college party? I thought that was too D-list for ‘celebrities. Again I didn’t mind that she was here. I just hope that her attitude doesn’t get the best of her.

Kyle soon comes back with two red cups and smiles at me.

“Here is a Coca-Cola for the lady.” He said and handed it to me while sitting next to me on the couch and putting his arm around me pulling me closer ot him.

“Why thank you.” I said to Kyle with a smile on my face,”Okay so you HAVE to tell me all about your football game please?” i said pouting in a begging form.

“Okay all right since you asked so politely. Well we obviously won. It was fourty-two to four and so we basically creamed them majorly.”

“Obviously,” I said but then Kyle was interrupted by the girl that entered in with Madison Montegomery approached us.

“Excuse me, I am so sorry to bother you but I can’t find my friend Madison Montegomery. I have looked everywhere and I can’t find her can you please help me?”

“Yes of course.” Kyle and I said.

“Let’s look upstairs to see if she might have accidentally found her way up here.” I said. We started to open up all the doors until we came to last on eand we opened it and found Madison and Kyle’s frat brothers. We looked around and realized that they were all takign turns raping Madison adn taking pictures even Kyles best friend Archie was in on it. Kyle was furious.

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING? GIVE ME THE PHONE ARCHIE!” Kyle screamed. I had never seen him so mad in our entire relationship.

“NO KYLE! I am not giving you my phone so you can just delete the videos and pictures.”Archie said. Kyle started to run after Archie trying to retrieve his phone so he could not only delete it but so that he could beat him up for doing this. The girl who asked for Kyle and I’s help started to wake Madison up so she could walk downstairs and leave. I started to run after Kyle. I got to the front door and I saw all of the frat brothers and Kyle running into the bus. Then it started to drive off so I ran after it.

Madison and her friend weren’t that far behind when all of a sudden the buss flipped over and crashed. I saw it all happen and I fell to my knees crying. Once I had gotten the courage to get up I ran over to the flipped over bus and pried open the doors. I looked around and I saw Kyle, lying there in pieces. I rushed over to him and brought his chest and head close to my body and kissed him, over and over again.

“NOOOO KYLE! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE?”I yelled. I brought my head closer to his ear and whispered.”Everything I wanted was you. I love you so much. Why did you have to leave me? We were supposed to grow old together. I love you.” i finally got up and started to get up and walk away. Once that I had left the bus there was blood all over me. I started to cry and I ran back to the frat house which was empty probably due to everyone hearing the crash, getting scared and running.

I closed the door and locked it. I collapsed to the floor crying knewing that I was never going to get my happy ending with Kyle. I went upstairs, took a shower and cried myself to sleep knowing that there was never going to be a day with Kyle or so I thought.

The Next Day

I woke up and decided to go visit Kyles mom to see how she was doing with the news about Kyle. I got dressed and drove over to his house that i had been over a million times. I knocked on the door and Mrs. Spencer opened the door with a tear stained face.

“Mrs. Spencer? It’s me (Y/N).” I said knowing that she would remember me as Kyles girlfriend.

“Oh yes (Y/N), please come in.” She opened the screen door and welcomed me into her house. After I had entered seh had engulfed me into in a hug and the waterworks started to fall from my face. I pulled away and Mrs. Spencer gave me a tissue and I whispered out a ‘Thank you.’

“I came to see how you were doing.” I said looking into her eyes and seeing that she was so upset. She should be she just lost her son.

“Thank you for doing that (Y/N). I really do appreciate it. I think out of all the girls Kyle has brought home, you have always and will forever be my favorite.”

“Thank you. I know how difficult it must be losing you only son espically since you husband passed away. I just wanted to let you know that I am here for you. If you need someone to talk to please just call me and I will be there.” I said letting her know that she won’t go through this alone.

“Thank you so much. It means a lot to know that even though Kyle isn’t here that you will continue to be apart of this familly and I am forever thankful for you. Anyways I have something to show you. Kyle had all this stuff that he had for you in a bag so I feel like I should give it to you, even though he won’t”

“Okay.” I followed her to Kyle’s room and she opened the doors to his closet and bent down to get the bag. It was a large paper bag filled high with stuff. She handed it to me and I carried it and sat down on his bed and started to unpack it. “I hope you don’t mind that I am unpacking it here.”

“Oh no! Please go ahead. I wanted to know what was always in there so I hope you don’t mind that I am watching you open it.”

“Of course not.” I started unpacking and while I was unpacking I realized that these were presents for our upcoming anniversary of three years. I took out the first thing and it was a scrapbook filled with pictures of me and Kyle and little love notes he wrote. I sat there crying knowing that this must have taken him months to put together and he never got a chance to give it to me. The second thing I took out was a shirt that said “Watch Out Boys This Girl Is Taken By This Guy” and it had a picture of Kyle winking on the back. I laughed remembering his funny humor. There was only one thing left and I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was a small red box. I took it out and started to cry knowing what it is. I opened the box and found a small diamond enagagment ring inside.

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I showed it to Mrs. Spencer and she started to cry her eyes out.

“I always knew that was a question he was wondering about when he was going to ask. I guess he was going to ask on your three year anniversary.” she said. I put my hands over my eyes and cried even harder. I put the ring on my left finger in a way of saying yes to his question.

After that I bid Mrs. Spencer a goodbye and then walked out of the house. I was walking to my car that was a couple houses down. While I was walking I could have sworn that I saw that girl that Kyle and I helped from yesterday approach Mrs. Spencer’s house with her holding someone up. I ignored it knowing that it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I walked to my car and got in. I just sat for a long time looking at my engagement ring and crying. I eventually stopped and drove back to my frat house. I walked in and went upstairs to my room and locked the door.

A Couple Months Later

It has been a couple months since Kyle died and I couldn’t have felt more alone. Sometimes if I went out I would think that I would see him and the minute I blinked he was gone. Other than that I haven’t left my room. I miss him everyday. There is nothing that can replace him. I haven’t felt love, compassion, or happiness since he died. I wish he would come back.

Today I was forced to leave my room saying that I had a visitor at the door. I went downstairs and opened the door to find the girl that Kyle and I helped all those months ago.

“What do you want?” I ask with tears starting to fall from my eyes.

“I just want to show you something. Please come with me.” She said.

“Why should I go anywhere with you? I don’t even know your name!” I say

“Okay. My name is Zoe Benson.” Zoe said.

“You think just because you said that I am going to go with you?!” I said.

“Okay, fine! If you won’t come with me then just promise me that you will come to the cafe downtown. Please.” She begged.

“Alright I’ll be there. What time?” I asked.

“Just be there at noon. Okay?”


“Thank you.”

“Do I need to bring anything?” I asked.

“Just bring yourself.” She said.

“Okay. Bye.” I said. Zoe waved a goodbye back to me. I was so confused. Why out of all the people on Earth does she have to come back? I went upstairs and got dressed. I looked at the clock and saw that it was eleven fourty. I exited the house and went to the driveway to my car. I got in and started to drive downtown to the coffee shop. I looked for a parking space near where Zoe was standing. I got out of the car and locked it. I walked over to her.

“So why am I meeting you here?” I asked.

“You are meeting me here because I have a surprise for you inside.” Zoe said.

“If it’s a guy then I am not interested.” I said and then I walked in.

“I don’t think so. Well at least not with this guy.” She said. I walked around trying to find out what she was talking about. I finally understood when my eyes met his. The same dark brown I fell in love with. I ran over to him with tears coming down my face. I ran into his arms and he held me close. I pulled back my head and started to pepper his face in kisses. I finally ended with his lips. There was all of my emotions, his emotions intertwined into this form of affection. He let me down and pulled out my chair for me to sit down.

“Kyle! How are you back?” I asked with tears running down my face.

“(Y/N), I know you aren’t going to believe me when I say this but please do.” I nodded my head in response.”Okay well I died you saw me. Zoe and Madison went to the hospital and retrived my body parts and sewed me together. Another thing is that they are witches. There is a whole coven of them okay. So I was crazy and I couldn’t speak. I was a lot like Frankenstein. It was a long time before I could speak. But then their supreme Fiona Goode fixed me. She did something to me where i could speak properly. I guess you coudl say she brought me back to normal. So I remembered all about you. I had never forgotten about you, I just didn’t have all the details. But I called for you and then Zoe decided that it was best if I came back now and so I did. That is where that story ended.” He said looking into my eyes.

“I don’t care how you came to be here. I am just glad that you are here with me. Kyle, you’re all I have you’re all I want.” I said and he just looked at me emotionless and then he smiled and leaned over to kiss me on the lips.

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I put my hand on his cheek and he stopped kissing me and looked at my hand.

“Oh sorry. I forgot that my hand is probably is cold. Sorry.” I said.

“No it isn’t that.” He pulled my left hand towards his and at my ring finger. “You said yes?”Kyle asked.

“Of course I did Kyle. I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you unless you don’t want to anymore.” I said looking down.

“Hey,” Kyle said putting his fingers underneath my chin and lifting my head up so I looked at him in the eyes,”I want to start off where we left off. I want to be with you. I want to call you my wife. I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” I said. I am so happy that Zoe brought him back. I couldn’t ask for anything better. After that Kyle and I started to plan for our wedding. It was perfect. Now we are living in total bliss and there isn’t anything I could ask for more. I love him and he loves me.

Sleeping Thoughts Won’t Lie ~Imagine/Oneshot~

Kai Anderson x Reader

Warning: Smut, Female masturbation, Fingering, Slight dubious consent, Hair pulling, Choking, Unprotected sex, Rough sex, Spanking, Biting, Female ejaculation

A/N: This wasn’t requested. I just got inspired out of absolutely nowhere. Kai has planted himself in my brain and he refuses to leave. So, here you all go. Enjoy the sinful creations my mind conjures and then fails to execute correctly.

Title credit: “Dirty Little Secret” by The All-American Rejects

You envied those people who were capable of merely falling asleep without struggle. While researching for one of your psychology courses at the local college, you had come across an article claiming that it took seven minutes for the brain to fully reach the state of “deep sleep.” However, it often took you double that just to relax enough to keep your eyes closed.

Usually it was restless thoughts that kept you awake. The mindless reruns of the day’s events, of everything you had yet to do, things that you should have done but didn’t. They would fill your head and prevent you from finding a peaceful enough state to where you could get in a few hours of slumber to be ready for the following day.

Tonight, however, it was not these restless worries that kept you roused; but rather a desire that had been haunting you for far too long. An indelible want that had your hand working vigorously between your thighs with one set goal in place.

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Shawn Mendes:

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Hockey Game


A Bit Scared

Video Music Awards

The Best Medicine

Steve Rogers:

Everyone Is Gone

‘I’m a fugitive, remember?’


'I’ll be here when you wake up’

Chris Evans:

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Red Lace

'I don’t really wanna fight anymore’

From LA to Boston

New Year’s Moonlight

How can I fix this?Pt. 2

Working Out


I can do this all day

Henry Cavill:

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'I was just thinking about us’

'Cutest thing’

First Premier Apparition

Clark Kent:

'Loving you had consequences’

'Don’t you dare to forget that, okay?’

Tom Holland:

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Mario Cart

'Kill that fucking cockroach’


'I just want ro stay here a bit more’

Please don’t hate me’ (Vampire!Tom)

Revealling Us

Making You Love Yourself

Peter Parker:

More than good enough

'You need a break’

Pinky Promise


Sebastian Stan:

Sleeping Issues

Noah Centineo:

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Peter Kavinsky:

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'I was missing you’

Chocolates, Flowers, and Bears (Oh My) HC: Peter Maximoff

Warnings: food, cute fluffy cuteness
A/N: Send in requests for the weekend sleepover! Also, like the reference in the title? heehee

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(not my gifs)

Being with Peter Maximoff on Valentine’s Day would include:

  • Him going all out on the gifts
  • The entire week prior to the holiday, he’d have chocolates, flowers, and stuffed animals delivered to your room
  • And each day, he’d pretend he had nothing to do with it
  • “Thanks for the chocolates, Peter! You’re the bestest boyfriend ever!” you said in an overly perky tone as you brought him in for an over-exaggerated hug
  • “Chocolates? I have no idea what you’re talking about. Nope, nuh-uh… but you better share them with me…”
  • No surprise to you, he’d eat most of the chocolate
  • “Hey Peter, I think you’ve had enough for today,” you said hesitantly as you watched him devour his 22nd piece of the day
  • “I have a fast metabolism; for me, there is no such thing as eating too much chocolate.”
  • Along with the chocolates came various types of flowers
  • Vases of Tulips, Daisies, Carnations, and more slowly filled up the surfaces in your room, eventually to a point where you had to do homework on your bed rather than your desk
  • On the 14th, he personally delivered the gift of the day, but this time, it was different
  • It was a giant stuffed animal bear, so big that it covered most of his body, his head being the only visible part of him

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(just pretend it’s a big bear instead haha)

  • You stood there frozen, a smile plastered on your face at the adorable sight before you
  • “Could you let me in? This thing is deceptively heavy…”
  • “Oh right! Sure!” you rushed, stepping out of the way
  • “Peter you are the sweetest! Who knew that Valentine’s Day would prove you were actually a good boyfriend?” you joked, nudging his side after he set the bear down
  • “I know right,” he responded sarcastically, “who knew?”
  • After sharing a laugh, you went to investigate the bear
  • “I love this! Now I’ll have something to cuddle with while you’re away on missions.”
  • “You should read the card,” he said
  • Looking over at the bow tied around the bear’s neck, you saw a card with a red heart on its cover
  • “Roses are red, violets are blue, this card sucks, and so do you,” you read aloud
  • You pretended to be touched by the message, wiping fake tears away as you turned back to address your boyfriend
  • “This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever wrote to me!”
  • He laughed and brought you in for a hug, his arms wrapping around your middle and holding tight, seemingly never wanting to let you go
  • “Happy Valentine’s Day, loser,” he whispered next to you ear, smiling widely
  • “Now that’s the boyfriend I know and love,” you chuckled, running your fingers through his wild hair as you reveled in his embrace

Not a request; send in some, though! Always welcome :)

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 

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Hotel Cortez -James March x Reader

Words: 3,089

Description: This is about when you and James first meet and your relationship later grows into something more. Also The Countess, unfortunaetly, does not exisits in this story. 

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this! I have a Jimmy Darling Imagine in the works right now and I might be able to upload it to day or tomorrow. Please let me kno if you would like to request something! XOXO


           It was a lovely summer day in 1920, you were heading to Los Angeles, California. You were going to transform your whole life to a new beginning. You had to escape your little town in (your State now), a lot of things happened that weren’t supposed to. You were boarding your train when you could have sworn you saw your ex (Ex’s Name) and you wouldn’t be surprised if you did. He was the reason why you needed a transformation. You brushed off the feeling of being watched and hopped into your seat. It was a bumpy ride but surprisingly smooth for a train. You quickly fell asleep and woke up to the bright sun hitting your face and the conductor saying,

    “Five minutes until Los Angeles, California, the city of dreams!”

You had picked up your purse that had stumbled to the floor. You quickly got up and exited the train. You had been walking for a bit with your eyes closed and embracing the warm sun. It was so glorious until you stumbled into a muscular chest. You were waiting for an impact for when your head hit the hard pavement, but there was nothing. You felt two very strong arms embrace you instead. You opened your eyes and looked up at this stranger who had saved you from a hard concussion. Your (Eye Color) eyes met his dark brown eyes. It was a long time of both of you just staring and you hadn’t realized how close you were until you looked at his mustache. He placed you back upright and he adjusted his suit while you adjusted your dress. 

“I am so sorry please accept my pardon. I am never usually this clumsy and I am more attentive. I am so sorry. I feel so bad. Oh, and thank you for saving me from hitting my head on the pavement.” I said.

“I accept your pardon. Also, I couldn’t let a beautiful lady like you fall.” He said. My checks were so red from his compliment.

“Again, Thank you…….”

“James and yours is?”


 “A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

 “Why, thank you.” It was just a little while of him and I just staring at eachother. He cleared his throat and said:

“I have a spontaneous feeling that you are quite new to Los Angeles.” I shook my head as in agreeing with his comment, “Well, would you like to go to a nearby resturant and have a drink with me?” How I could I say no there was this amazingly handsome man standing in front of me asking me to go to a resturant and drink with him!

“Yes, I would love to go get a drink with you!” I happily said. James pulled out his arm for me to take and I took it. I looked at him as he looked at me and we both smiled. We gracefully walked down the sidewalk, while also walking slowly because of James’s cane.

After walking a couple blocks we reached this very neat looking resturant called “The Silver Moon.” We released our tangled arms from each other as James opened the door for me. I quietly thanked him by slightly bowing my head. He came in after me as I held the door open for him. A kind man that looked like he worked here approached us asking where we would like to sit.

“A table for two please sir.” James said.

“Alas, right this way, follow me.” The waiter said.

The waiter walked us to our table and before I could personally pull out my chair, James pulled it out for me. I sat down adjusting my dress as James pushed me in and sat across from me.

“Oh, James you didn’t have to pull my chair out for me. I can perfectly manage pulling out a chair.”

“No, it is tradition for a man to be a gentlemen when on a date with a beautiful woman!” Wait did James just say date? 

“Did you just say that I was your date?” I asked stupidly.

“Why of course. I thought it was quite obvious but is that okay? I would like to court you even though we have just met and I am a bit old fashion…” I interuppted him saying,

“James I would be more than happy to court you! I have found quite an infactuation with you. I like that you are old fashion and I hope you will stay like that forever.” I said while reaching for his hand which he takes. 

“Splendid! Why I couldn’t be more pleased!” He said while rising his shoulders.

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“Now, (Y/N) if you don’t mind me asking but, how did you come to be here? In Los Angeles?” He said. I slightly tensed up knowing that I would never avoid James asking this question. I assume that he saw my reaction because he started rubbing his thumb around the back of my hand. 

“Well, I originally come from (Your Home Town), and I had developed  a relationship with one of my high school classmate, (Ex’s Name). We dated for a while and it was marvelous in the beginning until he started to become very rude to everyone. Alcholism had gotten into the picture and there wasn’t a moment where he was sober. A bottle of alcohol every where. I couldn’t handle it anymore so I broke it off. We had dated for five and a half years. After I had broken up with him he started to follow me. He had broken into my apartment and tried to kill me. I was so scared to be alone. I had to move back to my childhood home with my family. I had been living there for two years until my mom said that it wasn’t healthy that I stayed inside all the time out of fear so she got me a one way ticket to Los Angeles. I went to the train station and I had sworne that I saw him there but he dissappeared after a group of people walked past. So I arrive in Los Angeles and bump into you. That is how I came to be here.” I finished looking into his sorrowful eyes. 

“My love, I am so sorry. No one should ever expierence that, ever!” James got out from his seat and walked over to mine. He pulled out my chair and engulfed me into a warm embrace. We slowly pulled apart and looked into each other’s eyes. He slowly leaned in with his eyes closed as I cleared my throat and leaned back.

“I am so sorry James. I think it is a bit early for that.” I said and looked at him as he turned his head and agreed by nodding his head yes. 

“Do you have a place to stay?” James asked sweetly.

“Yes I do. My mother sent a telegram saying that she booked my room at the hotel down the street, “Hotel Living.” A bit of an odd name but that is where I am staying.”

“Please let me walk you there and get you checked in.”

“As you wish.” He offered his arm which I gladly accepted and he pulled me extra close to him. We strided down the gloomy sidewalk again and arrived at this wonderful hotel. We walked in and James checked me in. We walked up the stairs and arrived at room 64. 

“Ah, my now new favorite number since you are staying here. I think if I ever built a hotel, I would make this room my office with all my chutes and ladders.”

“I think that would be a marvelous idea to build a hotel!”

“You do? Well than I most definetley will and I will call it the Hotel Cortez.” I laughed at his joy of just thinking about building a hotel. He chuckled as well. We eventually stopped laughing and just stared at each other. ‘

“Well I think it is time for me to retire for the night. Goodnight, Mr. …”

“March. James Patrick March.”

“(Your Last Name). (Your Full Name).”

“Goodnight, Mr. March.” I finished from earlier.

“Goodnight, Ms. (Y/L/N).” You kissed him on the cheek and entered your hotel room.


 It has been four years since I met Mr. March. We have been courting since then. It has said to me that he would like to build a hotel but doesn’t know how to recieve his wealth. Here James is pacing in his apartment with me sitting on the couch trying to calm him down. 

“Darling you have to calm down! You need to realize that this money won’t just come straight from the sky! To make that much money it takes time. I am sure if you just continue on the track you are on you will be there in less than five years.” I said with a force in my voice while James will still pacing.

“BUT THAT IS JUST TOO LONG TO WAIT! I NEED THIS MONEY IN LESS THAN FIVE YEARS! I NEED THIS HOTEL TO BE UP IN 1927!” James shouted making me jump a little bit at his sudden madness. 

“Well that isn’t going to happen! What are you going to do? Murder the newly found billionaire Colin Acker?”

“That is not a bad idea darling.”

“WHAT?! You can’t murder someone JAmes just because he has something you desire!” I said being mad as all heck.

“Darling but this is the only way that I will be happy. This is the only way to make you happy. I want to build this hotel for you.”

I get up from the couch and walk towards him. I bring my arms up and put them around his neck. James put his hands on my waist and places his forehead on mine. I take my hands and pick up his head so he looks at me.

“I approve of you doing this but only if you leave no evidence. I don’t want you to be going off to jail just to get the chair, okay?”

“Yes my love.” He leaned in and our lips touched. It was sweet and passionate not like his other kisses which rough and angry. When we broke apart and hugged I glanced down to find a newspaper that said ‘Colin Acker In Los Angeles’. I knew that this was the last place he was ever going to visit. 

A Few Days Later

                    Headlines were everywhere. ‘Colin Acker Commits Suicude After Family Outbreak’, ’Los Angeles Man, James March Claims Newly Found Wealth.’ James did a very good job at hiding the evidence of his murder. He did an even better job at making sure he got his four billion dollars. After he ‘recieved’ his money he immediatley called a building company and gave him his blueprints he had drawn a while back. ‘New Hotel Being Built By James Patrick March’ the newspapers all say. You were caught in the crossfire and often spent your days alone, with James working on building the hotel and all. 


          The Hotel Cortez is finally finished being built. Tonight James is holding a private party. It is supposed to start very late in the night. 

“Darling, what are you wearing for tonights party?” James asked.

“I think that I will be wearing the white dress that you picked out for me, is that alright?”

“Perfectly fine darling! I think you will look quite ravishing in that dress!” James said as he pulled me from the waist closer to him. He starts kissing me as soon as possible. The kisses are rough and passionate. 

“Love, we aren’t even married yet. We may be engagaed but I don’t think I like this.”

“Alright, I will try again after the party!” James kissed your cheek and left the room, leaving you to change. I change into my white dress and looked in the mirror. 

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I had finished changing and decided to call James on the phone to tell him he could come up. He came as soon as possible and opened the door. He stopped in the doorway and his jaw dropped. I walked over to him and closed his mouth.

“You are going to start catching flies if you leave that open any longer.” I pecked him on the lips.

“Well are you ready to greet the guests at our party?”

“Why of course Mr. March.” James and I walk down the stairs to the hotel room with his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. Miss Evers, the maid that we hired, introuduced us to the party while lively jazz music is playing. James and I reach a table and he picks up a glass and taps his spoon against it to get everyone’s attention.

“I’d like to welcome you all to the opening week of the Hotel Cortez!” James says as he moves back and forth. I can tell that he is nervous so I peck him on the cheek, “A shame we all can’t enjoy these libations in my new Blue Parrot Lounge, but until someone with some sense repeals that nasty Volstead Act, both I and Mr. Capone will have to make due.” James finishes his speech and turns sideways towards me and opens the bottle of champagne that ends up sprouting and going anywhere. Everyone applaudes. He decides to try to sip as much as he could but ending up failing majorly. 

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This nice celebration was interrupted by a server coming in and holding up a newspaper and saying,

“He’s dead! Valentino’s dead!”

Everyone stops and looks at this man. The whole night is filled with distraught. There were some sobbing from the young ladies who were attracted to him. Basically the whole night was a bust. It ended a lot earlier than it was supposed to. When everyone left James took my arm and rushed me back to our room 64, his office. 


“James you need to calm down. Don’t let this little incovenience ruin our whole night.” I said trying to soothe him. I walked over to him after locking the door and stood infront of him just staring. He pulled me close and we shared a passionate kiss. I broke apart and said

“I’m going to go get changed James okay? Then we will go to bed.” I walked to the closet and got my evening clothes on and walked back to where James had changed out of his tuxedo and laid in his shirt and shorts. I pulled the covers back and climbed into bed. I put my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. 

“I love you (Y/N) so very much. I want to get married tomorrow in the lobby.” Shock filled my face now realizing what he just said and I opened my eyes and leaned on my elbow. 

“Are you serious James?”

“Of course I am love.” I leaned down and kissed him. 

“Then let’s get married tomorrow but only just us and the staff. I don’t want a huge wedding. Just us.”

“As always my darling.” James kisses my head and we shortly fall asleep. 

The Next Day 

It was the day that I was to become Mrs. James March. I couldn’t be any happier than now. Just to think that this whole relationship started just because I was clumsy. I feel like I am in a dream but I pinch myself and it’s real. I wake up to no James because he can’t see me today at all. I get up from the bed and go to take a shower. After twenty minutes of being in the shower a knock at the door alerts me. I wrap my robe around my body and answer the door. To my surprise it is Ms. Evers with my wedding dress. How could she know?

“Hello Ms. Evers, it has seem like you have come at the right time.”

“Yes well it is your wedding day and I wouldn’t like to see you late considering it is ten o’clock and the wedding begins at eleven. Mr. March also required me to help you put on your dress and a cosmetics lady is coming to assist you with making you as beautiful as ever but that will be difficult. You are a very beautiful lady.”

“Why thank you Ms. Evers for everything.”

“Yes of course now let me help you get into this beautiful dress Mr. March personally picked out.” I opened it and was met with a beautiful white plain gown.

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“Oh my! This is quite beautiful! This must have cost a fortune!”

“I am sure it did, but Mr. March requires the best for his lover.” We walked to the closet area and I stepped into the dress while Ms. Evers zipped it up. I gazed in awe into the mirror. I looked beautiful. A couple minutes pass and the ladies who came to do my make up come in and start working right away.  

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I open my eyes and look into the mirror and smile. I looked beautiful and I couldn’t be more than happy that I was now finally marrying my sweetheart. It was time so I walked through the hallway to get to the elevator. Once I stepped in it started to go down to the lobby. I could see through the glass and I saw James in a top hat and a tuxedo waiting for me with the priest. I got out of the elevator and the organ started to play and I walked down the lobby on the white carpet that was over the red carpet. When I came near James he held out his white-gloved hand for mine and I took his hand. 

After the wedding was over with, since I don’t really remember it except for the end, James carried me bridal style up to the elevator and continued until we were in our room 64. He placed me on the bed and crawled on top of me kissing me. I kissed him back and the night was of full bliss. 

I don’t know what the future hold but I hope it is good for James and I. I love him and I will spend forever with him no matter what.

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Closer ~Imagine/Oneshot~

James March x OC x Kai Anderson

Warning: Smut

Requested by Anonymous: “hi! can i request some cunnilingus with james? :) + Can you please write a threesome with Kai and James (Weird request, I know)? Thanks!”

A/N: I am so sorry this took so long to get out, but I really loved this idea and wanted to convey it as well as I possibly could. I know isn’t the best, but I tried, and I hope you can enjoy it anyway. And I want to apologize if all the build up isn’t well-written, but I had trouble finding the reasoning behind this little ménage á trois. I also realize the premise is probably really similar to the crossover that @i-write-smut–not-tragedies and @jana-banana-fana did a collaboration on, and copying their marvelous work was certainly not my intention; I’ve just reread that particular story so many times, this was the visual that stuck with me. But I hope you lovelies don’t mind, and I hope you also don’t mind me combining these two requests; they just went together so well! x

Title credit: “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails

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Originally posted by light-up-light-up

Being perpetually trapped within a single property was, as one might guess, rather unexciting most days. There was hardly ever anything truly new to experience. Especially after my husband had forbidden a favorite activity of mine on the grounds that our hotel would become a historic landmark in a few short years, and partaking in said hobby would potentially jeopardize that.

So, to fill my time, I often found myself in the lounge, observing the influx of residents checking in for a thrill. One that I was no longer allowed to provide them in the manner in which I desired. Some days it was all I could do to exercise my well-practiced restraint and refrain from seducing some poor fool straight to his beautifully executed demise.

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Come for me Princess.

Can you write a long kit walker imagine where he had a bad day at work and comes home angry then you try to talk to him and make him fuck you hard and rough. (If your not against it can you do a light daddy and choke kink)

(Possible trigger warning? Light Daddy/Choke kink)

“That’s it! I’m sick of wasting my life away pumping gas for rude assholes! How does anyone accept that as a job? Jesus Christ!” Kit, my husband, had flung the front door open not even fifteen seconds ago. I didn’t even have time to process that he was home. “I’ll tell you what, Y/N, I’m gonna slash the tires of the next asshole that tosses the money on the ground instead of putting it in my hand!” He kicked his shoes of and whipped his work shirt onto the couch. He balled his fists and began pacing.

“Kit, please.. calm down baby.” I tried to reach out for him but he pulled away. He stormed into the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fridge. Jesus, he’s really angry. Tentatively, I walked over to him. “Kit..” My fingertips grazed his shoulder and he spun around.

“What?” He glared at me, waiting impatiently for me to answer. I gulped.

“I love you, Kit. I’m so sorry you had a bad day. Can I do anything to make it better?” He scoffed, loudly. Making me feel dumb for asking. I just hate it when he’s like this.

“I seriously doubt it.” He walked off, leaving me to ponder my options on how to put him in a better mood.. When I walked into the living room Kit was slouched in his chair. His perfectly formed body looked sad and pale, his dark brown eyes didn’t have any happiness in them and there was no shine to his wavy brown hair. He just looked defeated. I felt so sad for my Kit. He works so hard to provide for us, and his job stresses him out so badly. What can I do? I walked over to him and grazed his cheek with my pointer finger.

“Baby, I’ll do anything to make you feel better.” I leaned down and planted a kiss on the top of his head. He moved me out of the way.

“I’m really not in the mood for anything right now and there’s nothing you can do so please stop, Y/N.” I sighed and walked away to our bedroom. I stripped off my clothes and pulled my long hair into a ponytail. I pulled on a pair of tiny lace panties and put on a little bit of make-up. I walked back out into the living room.

“I’m gonna make you feel better if it’s the last thing I do, Kit.”

“Honestly, Y/N, there’s not a single thing you can do right now. Not even sex.” He hung his head, he still hadn’t even looked at me.

“You sure about that.. Daddy?” He spun around in his chair and eyed me, hungrily.

“Oh, Babygirl, I don’t know if you could handle Daddy right now.” He got up from the chair and walked over to me. He stood so close his lips were touching my nose. He caressed my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch. He ran his hands down my neck, across my breasts and to the band of my underwear. He pulled on them a little. “Babygirl, I want you in the bed, hands above your head in 5 minutes. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Then go.” He smacked my ass, causing me to squeal a little and run to the bedroom.  I laid on the bed the way Kit ordered me to, and waited.  My heart was racing and my blood was hot. Kit and I don’t do the Daddy kink very often, so it’s always exciting. I could feel the warmth running through the lower half of my body. Kit appeared in the doorway. He reached his hand behind his back and pulled his tshirt off, throwing it to the side. He walked over to me, holding the rope we keep in the bedside table for the nights like this. He worked quickly, securing my hands above my head, attaching them to the headboard.

“Will you fuck me now Daddy?”

“Shh, Princess, no talking.” He ran his hand down my torso and to my thighs. He parted my legs, and touched the much more sensitive flesh in between to play with. I jerked at his touch. He spread my legs wide and inserted two fingers, slowly. I gasped. “Is this what you want Princess?” I bit my lip and nodded my head. He pushed his fingers in and out a couple times and pulled them out, dragging them up my slit and touching the little nub.

“Oh please Daddy..” I was squirming, so ready for him to take me. He stopped touching me and pulled his pants off. He positioned himself over me and grabbed his big, thick cock and ran it up and down my quivering slit, covering himself in my juices. “Kit, please..”

“Excuse me?” He stopped everything.

“I’m sorry.. Daddy.. Please Daddy, please fuck me.” He put a hand over my mouth.

“I said, no talking, Princess.” He flipped me over onto my belly. He grabbed my hips and pulled my ass up to his waist. He pushed my legs out with his knees, and thrust the tip of his cock into me. I yelled out in pleasure. He pushed the rest of himself in and reached his hand up and around to my neck. He lowered himself to my ear and whispered, “I’m gonna fuck your tight little pussy, and you can’t come until I tell you Princess. Do you understand me?” I nodded, biting my lip. This is so hot. My god. He tightened his hand on my throat a little and began ramming into me from the back. I began moaning loudly. I couldn’t talk so I used my moans to explain my pleasure to him. He was breathing heavy and choking me a little harder with each thrust. The pleasure from everything was pushing me over the edge. My toes were curling and my breathing became ragged. I knew my release was coming but I couldn’t until Kit told me I could. I held it back for as long as I could. Kit was moaning my name and ramming into me harder and harder. He reached his free around my waist and found the little nub he was playing with earlier. I couldn’t take it much longer. He leaned down and whispered into my air again, “Are you gonna come Princess?” I shook my head no.

“Not until you tell me to, Daddy.” I whispered. Sweat was dripping off Kit onto my back and my own sweat was dripping on the pillows.

“Oh you feel so good, Princess. Fuck.” He growled. I felt his cock become very stiff. I knew he was close, which means he was going to let me soon.

“You can come Princess. Come for Daddy.” I let myself get lost in my pleasure and I felt a warmth running through my insides. Mine and Kit’s pleasure were intertwining into moans and sloppy thrusts. When he pulled out he untied my hands and laid down next to me. I sat my head on his chest and kissed his cheek. “Well. I guess you can make me feel better, Mrs. Walker.” He laughed.

“I love you, Kit.”