#Cody fern fic

[redroses07]

𝖠𝖧𝖲 1984 <3

[auroracalisto]

oh god, i want to feel again

xavier plympton x reader, 3.3k words summary: the reader is the one of the two survivors from their little friend group along with brooke. all alone with a set of friends who are only around her for "status," she finds herself back at camp redwood. a/n: a complete rewrite of this fic from 2021. the fandom may be dead but I adored this fic when I initially wrote it. it deserves 23-year-old aurora's edits. some elements are the same but... it's clear that I have either grown as a writer or something has happened to the original writer within me (perhaps too many bouts of bridgerton and romance-esque things but let's not get into that) tw: death, mentions of dead bodies, suicidal thoughts, implied depression and anxiety, mentions of god and jesus christ but like not positively used (ones in an instance of finding a dead body YAY).

For someone who claimed they were terrified of the very place your old friend group died, you sure as hell didn't seem like it. At least, not on the outside. Brooke would have been trembling on the spot, but not you. No, you felt almost... well, not terrified, but worried.

You should have never let them talk you into coming back to Camp Redwood. How utterly foolish. Things always went wrong in this godforsaken camp, and it was nothing new to you. You knew it. Just the essence of the forest around it sent shivers down your spine.

And yet, here you were. The three you stood near fawned over the scenery. It was beautiful, yes, and it was just as beautiful as it had been when you had last been there. It hadn't changed a bit. But there was something gnawing inside of you. This place made you more nervous than you would like to admit.

Just thinking about it—about everything that had happened. It made you want to cry.

But the trio you had become a fourth wheel for said that they would be quick. They just wanted to take a look around, maybe check out the cabins.

You knew better. Coming back to Camp Redwood would lead to disaster. Coming back to the damned place was a death wish—and your past self, the one from just a few years ago, even, would have hit you for being so stupid to come back.

There was something about the camp that drew you in. As if there was something within your soul that knew it needed to be there. How foolish.

It had only taken an hour for your "friends" to leave your side, but you weren't surprised. They had never been truly good friends. In fact, the closest one to you, Nellie, had said that the other two were only friends with you for publicity. Sheryl and Junie didn't really care about you other than for some popularity points in LA's scene.

Being the only other survivor besides Brooke, you were like a little legend in your town.

It hadn't been Brooke. But it was your word against everything.

God, you missed her. She had been a good friend for the short time you knew her. All of your friends had been, in one way or another.

Chet knew how to get you fired up when it mattered most. Ray was earnest and always lended a helping hand. Montana knew exactly how to dress for any kind of scenario, and all of the little beauty tips she had given you made you feel like she truly cared about you. And Xavier. Oh, God, did you miss Xavier.

There wasn't a day that went by that you didn't think of the blonde jazzercise instructor.

It hurt your heart to know that he was gone. Forever. There was no coming back from what took him so long ago. And for what? For your "friends" to get excited over? For the crime fanatics to fantasize over? It was despicable. Deplorable, even.

On your way up to the camp, despite the urge within you to make them drop you off and you'd just walk home, you heard Sheryl talk about the Night Stalker. How handsome and ridiculously attractive he was. How she would let him have her in whatever way possible.

It made you sick to even think about it. Perhaps you should have made them drop you off and pick you up later. It would have been so much easier that way.

Maybe then you wouldn't have felt so sick to your stomach.

But here you were. It was 1987—three years after the massacre of your friends, and three years after you barely made it out alive. Half-alive, anyway. You were barely living, just going through the motions of what it meant to eat, breathe, and sleep. Even then you hardly did well at it.

You found yourself sitting on the edge of that oh-so-familiar dock, staring out at the lake. The water was dark and murky—not how you remembered. It had been so beautiful before, but perhaps that was how the world worked. As the years grew long and the soil grew spoiled, things changed. It had been quite some time since you last looked out to the water.

What else happened here?

You took in a deep breath, squeezing your eyes shut.

You just wanted to leave. That was the first thing that came to mind. The second was, What the actual fuck was that?

Something brushed against your foot.

Your heart leapt to your throat and you quickly scrambled to your feet, suppressing a scream. You looked down at the water and saw a bloated body. A human body.

"Oh, Jesus Christ," left your chapped lips. The body had obviously been in the water for some time.

You took a couple steps back, your hands gripping at the edge of your shirt as you tried to ground yourself.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you breathed out, burying your face in your hands for just a moment.

As you looked up, you saw it—a flash of two blonde heads in the corner of your eye, standing by one of the decaying cabins.

The girls weren't blonde. Nellie was a brunette, Sheryl had unnaturally red hair that she claimed was natural, and Junie's hair was black.

You blinked slowly and almost thought, for just a moment, that perhaps you had truly lost it. Perhaps you were truly crazy and the fumes of the decaying body were getting to you—but then, you saw it.

That outfit.

The blues and whites and that signature coat.

Were you dreaming?

You didn't know. Even so, you found your feet moving before you could even think to stop them. In a matter of seconds, you were running. Through the mud, through the roots that sprung up from the cold ground. You nearly tripped a time or two as the cold air burned your lungs. You ran through the tree limbs that continued to snag your shirt and skin. However, you didn't stop. You didn't care. If that was who you thought it was, it didn't matter if you hurt yourself or scratched up your outfit.

It was okay.

It would be worth it.

You reached the area you had thought you saw him—the girls' cabin. It had to have been. That's where you had hung out during the short time you were at the camp.

The sight of the log building made you sick to your stomach. This whole thing made you sick.

If only you had listened to your gut feeling and passed up on the invite, then you wouldn't be standing here, questioning your sanity.

This was stupid. This was freakish, and your therapist would give you an earful when you returned to your sessions. You knew it.

But then, you heard a voice.

"Y/n?"

You didn't move for a moment, just registering the voice. It wasn't just any voice—it was Xavier's voice.

He's dead. It's not him. You're going insane, you thought, but you spun around anyway. Your eyes were wide.

You saw him standing there, all alone. He gave you an incredulous look before he rushed forward, his arms wrapping tightly around you. One of his hands rested on the back of your head as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in the scent of you—one he hadn't had for some time.

"What—what is—" you breathed out, your arms quickly wrapping around his body. "What the hell? You're dead," you said, tears forming in your eyes almost immediately. You buried your face in his chest. He's dead. He has to be. But he feels so very real, and it confuses you to no avail. "Xavier, you're supposed to be dead. Why are you here?"

Xavier chuckled softly, his hand gently brushing some of your hair away from your face so he could get a good look at you.

"You're smart, Y/n," he softly said. "Tell me why I'm still here."

"Ghost?" was the only thing you said.

He smiled at you. "God, I never thought I'd see you again. Why are you here?"

"My... my friends—"

You were interrupted, a scream erupting through the trees. Birds flew into the blue sky, spooked by the shrill noise.

You slightly pulled back, hands gripping onto Xavier. You didn't want to let go of him.

"My friends brought me here," you said, looking over your shoulder.

Xavier rose an eyebrow.

"What's going on?" you asked, looking up at him once more. You paid no mind to the scream—a part of you didn't care what happened, as awful as that sounded. The other part of you ached to go and help them, but you couldn't. Xavier was standing in front of you.

He was here. You couldn't let that go.

"What do you mean?" he asked, a playful smile on his lips.

"How are you—how are you here? You're a ghost, sure, but..."

He continued to smile, watching you with an unreadable expression. "Yes."

"That's... that doesn't help me," you huffed, noticing a smear of blood on his cheek. You reached forward, your thumb rubbing it off. You frowned up at him. "How the hell are you still here?"

"I don't know," he finally admitted. "None of us know. We're all here. Well... save for you and Brooke."

You blinked, furrowing your eyebrows. "You... what? You're all still here?"

The question chokes you up, and your tears are instant. "Xavier, I—I never thought I'd see you again. and you're—everyone is still here? Really?"

"You're taking this pretty well," Xavier said, snorting softly. He leaned forward, unable to keep his lips off of your skin. He presses a soft kiss to your lips. He'd missed you dearly, if you'd bother to ask.

"I watched all of you die," you breathed out. "I thought you were all gone. But you—you're not gone. You're still here."

Xavier watched you with his pretty blue eyes. "I really never expected to see you again," he said, giving you another tight hug. "Why did you come with them?"

"Um," you said, frowning a bit. "Closure?" You posed your answer as a question. "A chance to... to come to peace with what happened?"

"You sure as hell aren't getting that," he said, letting out a laugh. His lips found their way to your forehead.

You let your eyes shut. "It's only been three years, X," you said. "I've lived... three hell-filled years without you guys. I miss you so much."

You swallowed thickly, completely pulling away from him. You shakily wiped your tears away. "I... Brooke was sentenced. They are convinced she did it. Said there was plenty of evidence pointing to her, but I—I was there too. I don't understand why I didn't—why they didn't blame me," you rambled.

Xavier pursed his lips and he gently took your hands into his. "It's okay. It's not your fault. You know how the justice system is," he said, snorting softly. "It's not like it's a diamond in the rough. It's tough out there."

Your bottom lip quivered as you looked up at him. "Xavier..."

He smiled softly at you. He pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles.

"I... I missed you. I miss you. I miss you guys so much, Xavier. You have no idea."

"Do you think that's why you came?" he asked, looking down at you. "To... be closer?"

Your eyes widened a bit. You hadn't thought of it like that. But maybe, subconsciously, that's what was happening. Your mind knew that it was a way to be closer to your friends. You never expected that you would literally get closer to them, in every way possible.

"You make a good point," you said, sniffling softly.

Xavier grinned, leaning forward to cup your cheeks. "You look hot for a twenty-six-year-old," he said.

You slapped his hand away, and warmth flooded to your cheeks. "It's been three years, not a fucking decade!"

His smile only grew. "You do, though."

You rubbed your nose with the back of your hand, sniffling softly. "You... Xav, it's only been three years," you repeated. "I never thought I'd see you again. I can't believe you're here. I... it's so hard to live without you. I never imagined I'd have to do it."

His smile vanished, replaced with a frown. He leaned forward and kissed your forehead again. You closed your eyes as his lips lingered.

"I know," he said. "But you can't stay here. There's nothing here that would support someone who's alive. You need to go back home, get back to your life."

A snort escaped you. "I don't have a life," you said. "I work. I go home. I sometimes have therapy which doesn't fucking work. I try to ignore the people who brought me here but they leave so many messages on my answering machine sometimes that I want to actually—"

A voice interrupts you, and it's obvious that the speaker is relieved.

"Oh, thank god. They're not your friends?"

Your eyes widened and you quickly spun around, seeing the blood-covered Montana. You could hardly breathe as you let go of Xavier, rushing over to the woman. You wrapped your arms around Montana as tightly as you possibly could.

"Oh my god," you breathed, tears forming in your eyes once more. You silently cursed yourself for the constant waterworks, but the camp seemed to just... draw it out of you. This entire situation was nuts.

"Uh, definitely not God," Montana laughed, hugging you back. "God, Y/n, why the hell are you here? You look hot."

"Hey, back off!" Xavier scoffed. "I already told her that."

Montana just smiled, pulling back. Your clothes were now bloody, but you didn't even look. You shakily wiped your tears away.

"I just... I can't believe you are actually here. Are you sure I'm not crazy? Am I dreaming? Pinch me," you said, holding your arm out to Montana.

She snorted and pinched you, hard. It left a mark.

Xavier smiled and reached forward, grabbing your bicep. "We're here, Y/n. No dreaming for you."

You lost track of time.

When you finally looked out of the dusty cabin window, the moon was peaked high in the sky.

With a slow blink, you looked over at your friends, not really knowing what to say. You didn't want to leave them, again. You couldn't. Not when you now know that they've been here this whole time while you've been grieving their deaths. Not when Xavier has been here.

You reached forward and took Xavier's hand, dragging him out of his conversation with Chet. Chet didn't seem too mad about it, though, and he just grinned at you before going to talk to Ray.

"Can we talk? Outside?"

Xavier smiled at you and simply nodded. He stood up and pulled you to your feet, leading you outside of the cabin. You stood on the edge of the cabin steps. Xavier leaned against the railing and you slowly sat down on the steps.

"Xavier... I can't... leave. I can't leave you guys. Not again."

"What?"

"I've got nothing out there for me, Xavier. I can't leave—"

"—absolutely not. I know what you want. You're not doing that. No way in hell. You're the only one of us who survived, and you need to keep on living, Y/n."

"I only survived because you guys all died before I escaped," you said, your bottom lip quivering. "Final girl trope my ass. Xavier, I can't function without you guys. I can't—I can't do anything without thinking about all of you."

"You will, eventually," Xavier said, sending you a soft smile. He leaned forward and took your hands in his again. "You're strong. You'll be able to."

"When, X?" you questioned. "When I've reached my eightieth birthday?"

He snickered softly and kissed your cheek. "That's bullshit and you know it. You'll be okay. You need to go home, Y/n. You know that we're here. You can visit any time you want to. Stay alive, for me."

"But I—I'll continue to age," you said. "And you'll stay here, exactly the same."

Xavier grinned. "Well, you continue to age for the fuckers who can't. Get a pretty spouse. Make some pretty babies. Come and see us when you have the time."

He was trying to talk you out of it. He didn't want you dead. Hell, if you had died when everything first happened, it would be different. But you were alive. You had so much to live for. He had protected you until his last breath, and he would do it again if he could. Even if it meant sending you away, no matter how much he would have rather had you there.

"I'll continue to age, X. But I'm not ever gonna marry. And I won't ever have kids. Don't lie to yourself."

"Why not?" Xavier asked, raising an eyebrow as he watched you.

"Because the one person I wanted that with is here. Not aging. Dead. A ghost. For fucks sake, Xavier."

He stopped for just a moment, letting go of your hands. "What?" he asked, tilting his head. "Who?"

"What?" you repeated. "You, Xavier," you said. "I didn't want to come back here because I was afraid I'd find your things. Your jacket. Your—your clothes you left in your duffle bag. I didn't want to come back and see the things that you had. I didn't expect—I didn't expect your whole damn ghost. I don't—I don't want to age. I don't want to go and get married and have pretty babies. I wanted to marry you," you said, choking back a sob. "I wanted to date you more. I wanted to fall in love with you even more than I already loved you. You dying made me realize that I would never have that. That I would never love anyone as much as I loved you, Xavier. As much as I still love you."

Xavier didn't say a word, watching you intently.

"I've mourned you every damn day. I—I've wondered, why in the hell did this happen? Why couldn't I have just died with you? And I nearly did it. Several times, Xavier. I would have done it again. After today. If I came here and saw that you... you still had things here. If I saw something that seemed like you or your blood or that damned oven, I—I would have done it."

Xavier quickly took your hands again. "Stop it. Stop talking like that."

"And see? You can't even say it! I've loved—I've mourned you for so long," you said, letting out a soft sob. "You've stared a tee this whole time and said noth—"

You were cut off by cold lips pressing against yours. But just as soon as you had been interrupted, you started kissing him back. You were still crying, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks—all of your pent-up exhaustion and rage releasing with your tears.

Xavier slightly pulled back and let his head press against yours. "I love you, too, Y/n. More than anything."

You squeezed your eyes shut. Xavier leaned forward and wiped your falling tears away.

"The... the only way you can stay here is if... if you die."

You took in a deep breath, looking up at him. You locked eyes with his, not wanting to look away. "I'll do anything I have to. I just can't leave you. Not again. I won't do it."

Xavier sadly smiled, and the ghost felt his own tears begin to form. "Alright, then," he softly said. "I won't stop you." He pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles. He was getting what he wanted, even it it felt pretty bittersweet. "How do you... how do you wanna go, baby? It's your choice."

You thought for just a moment. You had thought this out many times before. You looked up at him, and your answer fell from your lips.

"I..."

[rottenimagines]

SCARS

Summary: What is the part of you that humiliates you the most?

(Little disclaimer: English is not my native language, but I try my best, I promise x.)  

‘‘Take off your dress.’’

‘‘ ...what?!’’

‘‘You won’t get a second chance, Y/N.’’

‘‘Please…’’ you beg as a powerful wave of terrible memories arises in your mind, making you feel sick.

                                       (Take off all of your clothes)

‘‘Part of your cooperation includes a physical examination,’’ Mr. Langdon says and you nod in response immediately, too scared to go against him on this.

He stands behind you and unzips the back of your gray dress, slowly. You just close your eyes wishing the earth would swallow you. The dress falls to the floor leaving you just in your underwear. 

There are scratches and deep scars all over your back. Mr. Langdon runs his fingers through your injured skin.

 ‘‘Who?’’ he asks, hoarsely.

‘‘My stepfather.’’

He hesitates for a few seconds before speaking again.

 ‘‘And... did he get what his deserved?’’

‘‘I set him on fire with the same alcohol he spilled out in his sleep,’’ you spit with pure hatred in your voice.

‘‘Good’’, he says behind you. 

.....

...

‘‘... Have I passed the test, Mr. Langdon? C-can I put my dress back on?’’

He stands in front of you with a creepy smirk drawns in his face.

 ‘‘You’ve been a survivor all your life, why would it be different now?’’

‘‘Thank you.’’

[chaos-is-beautifvl]

it’s been well over a year since i posted my writing in the ahs fandom. and, after a bit of searching the tags, i realized that the activity for michael langdon (in particular) has drastically decreased since i was last here

that being said, i have a couple stories that i never got around to finishing, as well as two series i left on hiatus. i, for sure, want to finish the series but let me know which one-shots you’re interested in. i would prefer to create stories that others are going to read and not just me

p.s. check out my other writing here and here (primarily michael langdon but also xavier plympton, duncan shepherd, and jim mason)

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𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬:

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐧:

✿ class reunions are overrated || outpost!michael

you think class reunions are overrated but a series of events following a certain blonde friend change your mind

✿ it’s called magic, darling || dilf!michael x teacher!reader

all the teachers have a crush on the hot dad with the adorable daughter but he only has his eyes set on one

✿ you’re not my friend

you and michael have to work together on a new project. michael is used to everyone falling at his feet, but he’s in for a rude awakening you could give zero fucks || inspired by therefore i am - billie eilish

✿ how did we get here?

you watch as michael changes into someone he’s not, leaving you questioning your relationship || inspired by decode - paramore

𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬:

✿ no body, no crime feat. detective!duncan shepherd || preview here

the good detective comes to you with a mystery he thinks he’s solved, only to discover just how wrong he is || inspired by no body, no crime - taylor swift

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬:

✿ a helping hand || fem!reader, set in the outpost

your meeting with langdon takes an awry turn when he brings up something from your past

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

✿ 1984 x Coven x Apocalypse crossover || fem!reader, implied!poc

the year is 1984, you’re on the road with your cousin and everything seems to be going well. however, it all starts going to shit as soon as you set foot in that camp

chapter 1: the start of a wonderful summer | chapter 2: what donkey? | chapter 3: cece and freddy

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[michaelaftonwhore]

𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝑂𝑅𝐿𝐷 𝐻𝐴𝑆 𝐷𝐼𝑆𝑆𝐴𝑃𝐸𝐴𝑅𝐸𝐷 𝐴𝑁 𝑀𝐼𝐶𝐻𝐴𝐸𝐿 𝐿𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐷𝑂𝑁 𝐹𝐴𝑁𝐹𝐼𝐶.

𝐹𝐴𝑁𝐹𝐼𝐶 𝐵𝐴𝑆𝐸𝐷 𝑂𝑁 𝐴𝑀𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐶𝐴𝑁 𝐻𝑂𝑅𝑅𝑂𝑅 𝑆𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑌 𝐶𝑂𝑉𝐸𝑁 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐴𝑃𝑂𝐶𝐴𝐿𝑌𝑃𝑆𝐸.

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𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: DANNA RAVENNA FOX moved to the so famous and well-known Murder House with her adoptive family, where paranormal and supernatural events happened all the time and even where the ghosts of the ancestors buyers of the house where they stalk and observe them lived, Danna always felt a great curiosity towards her neighbor, Michael Langdon, who was a strange, peculiar and mysterious boy who hid thousands of secrets, Danna did not even know that his neighbor was the one who would cause him the end of times, that he was the very antichrist.

Danna one day, when she returned to her house she saw millions of dead ravens on the floor of her house, this seemed strange to her, then she saw the door of her house open which was also strange since her parents always had it closed, when she entered she saw a pool of blood on the floor to then see the bodies of her dead parents on the floor rose petals everywhere along with the blood and her wedding rings, Danna fell to her knees on the floor after seeing the scene and cried and screamed until a neighbor heard her and went to check and then call the psychiatrists believing that Danna had killed them, then the authorities arrived and took Danna away. the last thing he saw were the faces of his two ghost friends who had kept him company; Violet Harmon and Tate Langdon.

Danna was transferred to the mental asylum where she was to be treated. Unfortunately no one could save her from that place, much less help, Danna suffered a lot in the asylum, even after spending months, Danna saw the opportunity to escape, but when he returned he world had completely disappeared.

After being alone for some days and half she soon finds herself in a bunker with other people who had survived the apocalypse before she gets interviwed by her misterious neighbour; Michael Langdon, the guy who had piqued her interested from the day she saw him.

After intervewing her, Michael decided to take her with him to the santuary where Danna learns the truth about her real mother. Danna must've survive in the world after learning Michael's the antichrist, Michael’s will have her by his side no matter what. They're both light and darkness. They're both yin and yang. They're both passionate. Danna will bring justice to her adoptive family by going after the person who killed them in order to leave them finally rest in peace, Danna will become the goddess of the new world and protect Michael at all costs, once she learned to love him.

Even after death, they both will find their way into each other again, their bound is unbreakable. They'll be together forever.

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𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 01: ❝𝑊𝐸𝐿𝐶𝑂𝑀𝐸 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐼𝑁𝐹𝐴𝑀𝑂𝑈𝑆 𝑀𝑈𝑅𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝐻𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐸❞.

𝑃.𝑂.𝑉. 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝐷𝐴𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝐹𝑂𝑋.

𝑀𝐸𝑁𝑇𝐴𝐿 𝐴𝑆𝑌𝐿𝑈𝑀/𝑃𝑆𝑌𝐶𝐻𝐼𝐴𝑇𝑅𝐼𝐶/4:00 𝑝.𝑚.

━━━━━ Every time we talk about your symptoms, it always comes back to one thing, the house... ━━━━━ my psychologist began to say while he was sitting in front of me with his folder and pen in hand ━━━━━ How can a house made of wood, bricks and glass have so much power over people? ━━━━━ he kept talking while looking at me with concern, worried about my mental and emotional stability and I just looked towards the window, the memories of that night invading my mind in a memory plagued in my memory as fresh as if it had happened yesterday ━━━━━ Start by telling me what happened from the beginning to the day you were sent here ━━━━━ he told me again while looking at me and waiting for me to start telling him everything from the beginning.

I looked towards the window taking into account my reflection, my pink hair almost pastel and rose gold was dry and opaque, my waves fell to the sides of my face, there were bags under my green eyes after having slept little because of the nightmares and painful memories that tormented me, I had lost a little weight, reaching 100 pounds, my skin was pale not a tan even after only having an hour outdoors outside plus one more to do community service and work on something.

Surely you are wondering how is it that a 21-year-old girl like me ended up locked up here in a psychiatric mental asylum? Well, this is where my story begins, and it all started when my adoptive family and I moved to the so famous Murder House in the United States, when we moved without knowing what was going to happen next...

✞ |𝑀𝐸𝑀𝑂𝑅𝑌'𝑆/𝐹𝐿𝐴𝑆𝐻𝐵𝐴𝐶𝐾| ✞

𝑃.𝑂.𝑉.; 𝐷𝐴𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝐹𝑂𝑋.

09/𝑆𝐸𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑀𝐵𝐸𝑅/2024.

𝑀𝑈𝑅𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝐻𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐸/𝑊𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐶𝐻𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅/𝐿𝑂𝑆 𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑆.

𝐻𝑜𝑢𝑟: 10:00 𝑎.𝑚.

My adoptive family and I moved from England to the famous ❝𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒❞ in Westchester, LA. My almost pastel pink hair was loose with its natural waves while the heart-shaped sunglasses with it pink crystal rested on it bridge of my nose while I chewed gum and looked out the car window watching the panorama outside, there were dry autumn trees with the leaves falling in red, orange and yellow colors, they looked pretty watered by the forest floor.

━━━━━ We're almost there, there are still a few blocks and avenues to go ━━━━━ my father's voice spoke while my mother smiled at him before looking back at herself in the rearview mirror while she carefully applied her mascara on her elongated eyelashes.

I just leaned my head on the window and placed a pink strawberry popsicle in my mouth to suck it while I put my headphones in my ears to start listening to music in the meantime. I searched my playlist until I stopped at the one of ❝Heavy Is the crown❞ by Linkin Park to then play it and listen to it while sighing.

It was starting to get quite cold and I felt that my nipples would freeze, I was only wearing a pink leather top with a neckline along with some shorts up to the waist denim jeans shorts with ripped and my furry jacket with pastel pink plush fur that was the only thing that was keeping me warm at that moment plus my pink glitter short heeled boots.

I wiped the corner of my lip with my fingernail, scratched the corner to wipe off what had run out of the dark pink lip liner then slowly we stopped in front of the house where we were going to live the so famous Murder House, the house famous for the inhabitants who died in it and disappeared, it looked like a castle from England or something, it looked ancient and from medieval times, its presence was omnipotent and had a strange air as if the house was haunted and it will invite us to enter it.

━━━━━ And here we come, look at mada more than beauty... ━━━━━ said my adoptive father while admiring the view of the house.

I didn't like the place, it gave me a strange feeling in my stomach, something told me that the house was not normal, and I'm not saying that because it's a house where many accidents and murders happened, but because the problem was the house itself, I sensed it.

My mind was screaming at me to run out of there, to run away while I could, but it was already too late to be able to do that, besides what excuse was I going to have, to say: ❝Mom and Dad, can we look for another house? I don't like this one...❞ I couldn't tell them that, as much as I didn't want to be in that place.

Then I see how my father got out of the car to open the iron gate of the creepy house, he squeaked the gate because it was old and moldy although next to it I noticed a sign that said: ❝Hellish House❞ in red letters made with graffiti, he poster was polished wood with metallic details around, there were vines on the gate and also a giant centipede opaque red, a chill ran through me when I saw it, since I had bad experiences with centipedes since one climbed on me in the I go to bed and grope my leg and then prick myself with one of his paws and leave when I screamed a year ago [True story, the centipede thing happened to me and it was ugly, it left me traumatized for life 😭].

I kept watching the centipede as it moved, its paws running down the sign, I felt my hairs standing on end just thinking that this thing was close to me. Dad got back in the car and got in again. He car moved forward, and I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize that we parked in front of the house. Then my parents got out to then start taking down their suitcases while I had taken off my headphones to then come down later and under my feet the wind blows the autumn colored leaves until it completely takes them away.

I looked up and saw the place, it was huge and sinister, it looked scary on the outside, although that made it special, I guess, it was totally perfect for paranormal events and for filming horror movies. I put my pink heart-shaped sunglasses on my neckline while I was staring at the house fixedly without blinking, at the upstairs window I saw a guy looking at me from there, he had his hair of a dirty blonde and it fell down his forehead his eyes were brown and deep and he was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt along with long pants, I saw him wave to me.

━━━━━ ¿Danna? ━━━━━ my mother's voice rumbled in my ears and pulled me out of my trance.

━━━━━ ¿Did you guys see that? ━━━━━ I said as I turned my head to look at my parents.

My parents looked at each other confused.

━━━━━ ¿See what? ━━━━━ they said while looking at me with some concern.

━━━━━ The boy who is at the window, ¿did you really not see him? ━━━━━ I asked them after seeing their faces.

My parents shook their heads.

━━━━━ No ━━━━━ they both said at the same time.

━━━━━ I think the trip has tired you out, why don't you put your bags down and unpack your things so that you can get some rest later, ¿do you think? ━━━━━ my father said to me and I sighed while looking at the window again seeing that he boy was gone so I ran a hand to push the pink locks away from my face.

━━━━━ Good... ━━━━━ I said while snorting then my parents went inside the house with their suitcases while the seller of the house, the real estate agent, welcomed my parents and gave them a tour.

Meanwhile I sighed and took it upon myself to open the trunk of the car to then start taking out my suitcases a giant huge pink one with leopard spots, but it got stuck with the others, I tried again to take it out, but I couldn't.

━━━━━ Oh no... Come on, let's go... ━━━━━ I said as I kept trying to get my suitcase out with my belongings inside so I kept trying to pull the pink suitcase with leopard spots ━━━━━ Damn thing, get out of there ━━━━━ I said as I pulled the suitcase harder as the strands of my pink hair fell down my face.

I kept pulling the pink leopard plus size rectangular suitcase from the handle with all my strength until I finally managed to pull it out, but by the force of gravity I managed to stagger backwards, I flew out and fell on top of something hard, I thought it was the floor, but as far as I know the floors did not breathe or move much less let out moans then that's when I realized that I had fallen on someone I felt a hardness under my hand.

━━━━━ You're crushing me and that thing you're touching is my crotch ━━━━━ said a hoarse and deep voice under me then I immediately got up from on top of the guy as if the floor was lava.

━━━━━ I'm so sorry I didn't- ━━━━━ I started to say when suddenly I saw him and his breath got stuck in my throat when I see him.

He was fucking beautiful. His hair was almost golden blond like that of a golden retriever that fell over his face with waves, his eyes of a light blue with a cold and expressionless look, his skin was pale, milky, his lips were pink and curved into a sly smile as he stared at me I could notice a flash of amusement in his eyes.

━━━━━ I admit that this was not the way I wanted us to bump into each other, I was thinking about introducing myself and welcoming you, besides I wanted to see the people who would be crazy enough to buy this house ━━━━━ the boy said while with some difficulty getting up, he was wearing a black T-shirt of the rock band Ramones torn without sleeves showing his arms and black jeans with torn. He strange guy was really attractive, he noticed my gaze on him and smiled ━━━━━ Oh, excuse my lack of manners, my name is Michael Langdon, I'm your next door neighbor ━━━━━ he said while pointing to the house next door with his head.

I looked at the house and nodded before shaking his outstretched hand.

━━━━━ I'm Danna Fox, a pleasure... ━━━━━ introduced me cordially while shaking his hand.

━━━━━ The pleasure is mine, Danna... ━━━━━ Michael said while smiling at me.

I smiled back at him before withdrawing my hand and picking up my oversized pink leopard suitcase from the floor.

━━━━━ Well, if you don't mind, I have to go unpack, but if I'm not too tired and I have time later, we can resume our chat ━━━━━ I said to her as I stretched the handle of the suitcase up, getting in the way.

━━━━━ Of course, the trip must have been exhausting for you, maybe we'll see each other later maybe in the evening I guess... ━━━━━ Michael said without losing his posture and smile.

━━━━━ Yes, maybe later... ━━━━━ I said while putting a pink strand behind my ear since it was getting in the way.

━━━━━ Welcome to California, Danna, I hope we get along well ━━━━━ Michael said to me and I smiled at him.

Then Michael pulled away to then smile at me in farewell one more time before turning on his heels and heading back to his house.

<❝Maybe this town isn't so bad after all❞> I thought about that moment as I watched him walk back into his house.

A smile curved on my pink lips while I felt a blush spreading across my cheeks then I looked up and at the window I saw again the brown-eyed and blond-haired boy from before looking at me and my smile faded, next to him there was a girl about my age with light eyes and light brown hair pulling blond to the sides of his face while she put a hand on his shoulder saying something before they both disappeared.

<❝ Will I be going crazy or will I be seeing the ghosts in the house?❞> I thought at that moment.

I frowned at him seeing the place before going inside the house, dragging my suitcases with me before climbing the stairs, the timbers of the stairs creaked when I climbed them until I stopped in front of the door of which would be my new room and took the handle to then open it and enter the room.

I entered this one, seeing it all empty, then I sighed before leaving the suitcases in a corner to then start unpacking my things to put them in the appropriate places, I noticed how they had already moved my bed with the bedside table and the lamp plus my desk, dressing table and chair finally the television with the bookshelf. I snorted before opening my suitcase and taking my pink leopard plush toy and putting it on my bed which already had the pillowcases and pink sheets with leopard spots, then I took a French perfume that said sweet strawberry cake which was one of my favorite fragrances to place it on the dressing table along with it candy perfume and cotton candy before putting my makeup inside the dressing drawer, sorting them one by one.

Then I arranged my clothes, along with my brush, iron, pliers, shampoo, conditioner, etc. Once you finish accommodate a toilet, pass to put the books on the shelf, books of terror and mystery of Wattpad as ❝𝐺𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑠❞, ❝𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒❞, ❝𝐷𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑜 𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜❞, ❝𝐴𝑠𝑓𝑖𝑥𝑖𝑎❞, ❝𝑀𝑖 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠 #1❞, ❝𝐻𝑒𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠 #2❞, ❝𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠 #3❞, ❝𝐿𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠 #3❞, ❝𝐼𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑎𝑠❞ up the sleeves of Anime's most reorder the movies and series that had purchased below.

Then I decided to sort the drawers and store the underwear first and then continue with the blouses and tops, then the skirts, pants and shorts, finally the stockings and lingerie. So in the closet I took off my coat and hung it, along with the other hoodies, jackets, leather jackets, etc, along with the dresses and finally the heels, boots and tennis.

I was satisfied once they finished ordering everything and then continue to place the pink plush carpet to then put the leopard pink curtains on the windows to finally get to paint the walls of my pale pastel pink room and then put the leopard spot stamps and in the end I was happy with the result of my room.

      ┍━❝Danna's Room❞━┑

𝑃.𝑂.𝑉. 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑅𝐷 𝑃𝐸𝑅𝑆𝑂𝑁.

Without Danna knowing it, a certain girl named Violet watched in horror as her old one had been remodeled in such a way and felt that she was going to have an attack. The room was too feminine for her taste. So he decided to retire and go with his parents. Danna never realized that Violet had been there.

Then Danna went to take a shower, he hot water vapor covered and clouded the whole room, Danna washed his body with his strawberry soap and let him water fall down his body once finished he got out of the shower to dry himself with the towel so then he rolled the towel to the body to then connect he blower and dry his hair when he finally went to get dressed when he noticed that his black lace thong was missing.

Danna frowned, swearing to have placed it there along with her change of clothes, then sighed to then put on her hairy robe and leave the room to get a new panties and put it on, unknowingly, Tate was staring at her standing behind her while the new girl's thong was hidden in one of his pockets. Danna with her santa calmness dressed up with her underwear and then put on some worn ripped shorts along with a pale pink crop top shaped like roses.

Tate felt his mouth dry up as he looked at her with desire and clenched his fists on each side passing to restrain himself from appearing to her and throwing himself on her and claiming her at that moment. Then Tate heard footsteps in his basement and immediately left.

Danna decided to lie down on her bed and stare at the ceiling exhausted, but then soon she started sucking on a pink lollipop to then reread the book of 𝐷𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑜 𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜. While the song ❝𝐸𝑚𝑜 𝐵𝑜𝑦❞ de 𝐴𝑦𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑎 𝐸𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎 was playing in her room it had already become night when she finished reading the book, it was 7:00 p.m. when her mother suddenly called her to come down for dinner then Danna got out of bed and he threw his popsicle stick in it small trash can to then open the door of her room, cross the hallway and down the stairs.

Once he finished taking them down, he saw his mother serving the baked chicken with cranberry sauce on the plates along with some salad and mashed potato. Danna just sat in the corner, her father was sitting on the other side and your mother took a seat next to him and the three of them were getting ready to pray when suddenly, the doorbell rang and the three of them looked at each other thinking who could it be.

𝑃.𝑂.𝑉.; 𝐷𝐴𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸𝑁𝑁𝐴 𝐹𝑂𝑋.

━━━━━ Uh... I'll go and open ━━━━━ I said and got up from the table my hair moving to the sides before my mom interrupted me.

━━━━━ No, I'll go, I'll see who it is ━━━━━ she said and got up from the table shaking her floral dress before heading towards the front door of the house as she approached to look through it hole before opening the door revealing an elderly lady, with short blond hair well maintained, she was wearing a light makeup although the most noticeable was her reddish lipstick while smiling at us in her hands she was wearing what seemed to be a cake filled with white frosting with cherries on it topping it, it looked delicious.

I had approached and I see a familiar face behind the lady, it was Michael. He had his hands behind him in formal clothes. A simple black buttoned T-shirt along with normal pants. His blond hair fell to the sides of his face.

━━━━━ Good evening, I'm your next door neighbor, I'm Constance Langdon and this is my grandson, Michael Langdon ━━━━━ the lady introduced herself with my mother while still holding him cake while Michael waved with a smile ━━━━━ I hope I didn't interrupt anything, but we wanted to welcome you to the village, and we made you this cake ━━━━━ Constance said while looking at my mother with a smile.

My mother regained her composure and smiled.

━━━━━ They didn't interrupt anything, in fact they arrived just in time I prepared dinner and we were about to have dinner and thank them so much for being able to accompany us, I didn't expect to receive visitors so soon and sorry for the mess ━━━━━ said my mother while inviting them to dinner.

━━━━━ There's nothing better than getting to know your new neighbors in a desolate town like this ━━━━━ said Constance and my mother rio.

Meanwhile, Michael's gaze fell on me. Her eyes stared at me and her lips slowly curved into a small smile that was almost not visible before looking at my mother for then she half opened her lips and said.

━━━━━ And I guess she must be his beautiful daughter, right? I see that he inherited his genes ━━━━━ Michael said to him while my mother let out a laugh and turned to look at me and then turned back to him to answer him.

━━━━━ Yes, she is my daughter, Danna ━━━━━ said my mother as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders placing her hands on them ━━━━━ She is my only child and heir ━━━━━ said my mother while Michael smiled before looking at me and taking a step forward and then extending his hand to me, acting as if we had not met before.

━━━━━ Michael. Michael Langdon, it's a pleasure to finally meet you, Danna ━━━━━ said Michael cordially as I take a step forward to shake his hand and I was surprised when he suddenly pulled her to then lean over and place a kiss on the back of my hand while looking at me with his blue eyes intensely I had been perplexed and breathless while looking at him feeling that maybe Michael could have broken into the house and stolen my black thong, it was a possibility.

My mother raised her eyebrows surprised to see how Michael kissed my hand since it was not very common for boys to be this polite and gentlemanly almost perfect, but Michael Langdon seemed to be the exception and probably the only one who was like that being so chivalry like him in this town.

Even Constance had not expected such a gesture from her grandson considering how Michael really was, but she decided to downplay it and thanked him for being good acting either for some strange reason that Constance could not figure out at the moment, but she assumed that he was surely just trying to be polite and wanted to maintain a facade of a nice guy with the new neighbors.

After eternal seconds Michael withdrew his lips not before throwing me one of his smiles that would surely melt any girl.

━━━━━ I hope we can get to know each other better and get along, Danna ━━━━━ Michael said and then returned to his previous posture.

━━━━━ I felt the same way, Mr. Langdon ━━━━━ I said cordially.

Then Michael smiled at me and then Constance cleared her throat and then my mom stepped aside to let them pass and gently pulled me out of the way.

━━━━━ Come in ━━━━━ said my mother while Constance thanked her and passed by to go place him cake on the counter while my mother told them to take a seat while she goes to serves them a plate of food.

Michael passed by and looked at me with a smile as he passed by me, I just shyly averted my gaze.

━━━━━ I see that they have redecorated the house, it is better than the gay couple who lived in it had it a long time ago ━━━━━ Constance commented while looking at the house, admiring the new touches.

━━━━━ Oh, yes, we had to modenize it ━━━━━ said my mother as she served them dinner on two plates and then slid one for Michael and another for Constance while Michael thanked my mother in a low voice while Constance was in charge of cutting the slices of cake to serve it.

━━━━━ It's a nice change, this place was missing some color ━━━━━ Constance said again as she served the cakes on each plate while my mom helped her to put the plates on top of the wooden coffee table with marble.

━━━━━ Let's give thanks ━━━━━ said my mother as she led them to the coffee table, then we all sat down and the three of us got in position to start giving thanks, Constance and Michael imitated our positions while the 5 of us bowed our heads down and joined our hands to start praying ━━━━━ Lord bless these foods that by your goodness we are going to receive and bless the hands that prepared them. We thank You in a special way for the presence of our neighbors; Constance and Michael at our table, Oh my God, give bread to those who are hungry and God's hunger to those who have bread and these gifts of yours that we are about to receive from your generosity, through Christ our Lord. Amen ━━━━━ my mother prayed before we all repeated 'Amen' once it was over before we all started eating.

━━━━━ Do you have something to drink? ━━━━━ Michael asked and my mother nodded her head.

━━━━━ Yes, I think I have some wine in the kitchen. Let me get it ━━━━━ said my mother as she got up from the chair before going to the kitchen to get the bottle with wine.

Then she found the bottle of wine in the refrigerator before taking the glass glasses out of the kitchen cabinets to then return to the coffee table and took care of serving he wine in the glass glasses before passing one to Michael and one to Constance to then pass one to us to then serve herself and leave the bottle on the table next to the candles and then we started to have dinner while we talked.

Constance would tell us stories about the house and the previous owners who had previously lived in the house. I was listening while eating my dinner and drinking shots of the red wine. Michael also paid attention to the stories even though he sometimes looked at me out of the corner of his eye and smiled while I looked away nervously and blushing.

Constance then went on to tell anecdotes from her life, while my parents told them about their jobs and positions. Constance was told about the institution he was in that it was elite and only for boys while my parents told her that I was in the public institution near the neighborhood.

Then Michael looked at me before he said:

━━━━━ It's a pity that we won't be able to see each other so often, I would have liked the Institution to be unisex and so I could have given you a tour for being new... ━━━━━ Michael said while smiling at me from the side and looking at me in an intense way, penetrating me with his ice blue eyes and I could tell that his words carried double entendres, my parents had not noticed it, but Constance did since she smiled forcefully as if she wanted to restrain herself from giving him a zap on the head right there so that he will behave.

I just looked down as I felt my heart turn over but at the same time it was like butterflies fluttering in my stomach so I bit his lower lip thoughtfully before cutting an piece of cake with my fork to give it a bite and focus on anything other than the warming between my legs.

I was 100% sure that Michael was watching me and smiling knowing the effect he must have on me. Until Mrs. Langdon looked at Michael and then leaned towards him.

━━━━━ Michael, ¿why don't you take the day of tomorrow off and give Danna that city tour? I'm sure there are several places she will adore... ━━━━━ he suggested Constance to his grandson after noticing his interest on the girl with pink hair.

━━━━━ It would be my pleasure ━━━━━ Michael said while looking at me smiling while resting his hands on his chin after finishing dinner and drinking the glass of wine ━━━━━ I would be very pleased to show you my favorite places ━━━━━ he told me again.

I looked at him and said.

━━━━━ But ¿aren't there classes tomorrow? ━━━━━ I asked as I kept eating from my piece of cake.

━━━━━ My classes are until 1:00 so I can pick you up after school to give you the tour ━━━━━ Michael said while looking at me smiling while slowly sucking his fingers that had some whipped cream from the piece of cake while looking at me in that intense way as if he knew the effect he has on me and will try to seduce me. |𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑐 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑢𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑓 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒|.

I looked at my plate again while stirring the last pieces of cake to then eat them to avoid having to look at it again. No boy had as much effect on me as Michael has, it's something fascinating and dangerous at the same time. Something was telling me that Michael was going to get me in trouble. That he wasn't as good and perfect as he appeared, that he was hiding something under that perfect boy facade and I was going to try to find out what he was.

Then our parents kept chatting while the tension that Michael and I had was growing while our staring game was going on. After 2 hours they finally left, my mother forced me to go with her to accompany the Langdons to the front door so we followed them to the door.

━━━━━ Thank you very much for coming and for everything, I hope and repeat the visit ━━━━━ said my mother.

━━━━━ Of course, we will always be available for whatever you need and to make your stay more pleasant, so I'll see you soon I guess ━━━━━ Constance said as she said goodbye to us.

━━━━━ See you tomorrow I guess ━━━━━ I said goodbye to Michael.

━━━━━ I'll pick you up tomorrow at 3:00 sharp so get ready ━━━━━ Michael said to me, saying goodbye in the same way before giving me one last smile and then turning around and following his grandmother as they both crossed the gate and left through it and then crossed the sidewalk to return to his house next to ours.

My mom and I watched them leave.

━━━━━ That boy Michael is very different from the boys there were in our country, ¿isn't he? ━━━━━ said my mother while smiling mischievously at me and I rolled my eyes knowing what she was coming from ━━━━━ He's totally perfect for you, he's the kind of guy you need in your life ━━━━━ mother told me again.

━━━━━ Mom, please don't start ━━━━━ I said to her then turned around and go back inside the house while my mom let out a giggle, she loved to embarrass me whenever she could, it was annoying.

Then my mother closed the door before putting it on safety to then wash the dishes and utensils to then dry them and put them in their place then I went up to the second floor by the wooden stairs that creaked under my feet and then I went back to my room and then I changed into my pajamas consisting of a pink tank top with a hairy pink furry panties to then gather my hair with pink waves in a high ponytail leaving only two fringes fell on the sides of my face, unknowingly my curtains were open on the sides and the window for the same.

I frowned at him to then lean out the window to close it when at the other end of my window I see the Langdon house and I can see Michael this had come out of the bathroom with a towel hanging from his hips while exposing his naked torso with abs and his v-line, I looked at him dumbfounded when Michael turned back and noticed my gaze on him before smiling and muttering some like: 'Perverted' playfully before dropping the towel and I immediately widened my eyes like plates while a blush spread down my cheeks as I opened my mouth in shock and surprise before quickly closing the curtains to avoid having to look at anything besides his pale ass like 𝑒𝑑𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛 and I threw myself on the bed before turning off the light and then tried to sleep even though my heart was beating like crazy because of what had happened.

The house wasn't going to kill me, but Michael Langdon would with his actions. After sleeping for about three hours, I woke up due to the ringing of my cell phone, I rubbed my eyes before picking up the cell phone and seeing a Wattpad notification, ignore the notification and then turn off the cell phone.

I felt my throat dry and migraines from eating something sweet so I got up and opened the door of my room silently to then sneak down the hallway to then go down the stairs trying to be as quiet as possible to then sneak through the kitchen to then open the fridge and bend down to look what was inside to then take a bag with mini heart doves when suddenly I felt like someone was pushing the fridge door to close it and the only thing the person did was crush me in the process.

━━━━━ ¡Auch! ¡Hey, you're crushing me! ━━━━━ I exclaimed my camouflaged voice by the fridge then they opened the fridge door again and when I got up to see the person with angry and he frowning I meet him dirty blond haired guy with chocolate deep brown eyes. He was pretty cute too ━━━━━ ¡You! ¡You're the guy who was in the house before! ━━━━━ I exclaimed in surprise and before I could continue speaking the blonde guy covered my mouth with his hand and grabbed me with his other hand by my waist while I got up and took me out of the fridge.

━━━━━ Be quiet and keep your voice down, you don't want your parents to wake up and see you like this with me, ¿do you? ━━━━━ said the boy with his breath crashing against my neck while his lips brushed my earlobe.

I was just looking at him out of the corner of my eye frowning he frowned before I heeded him slowly he blond guy got me down and withdrew his hand from my mouth.

━━━━━ ¿Who are you? ¿Why have you been to my house? ━━━━━ I asked him this time in a low voice while I was looking at him.

━━━━━ I'm Tate Langdon and if it's not obvious I'm a ghost ━━━━━ he said blond guy and I looked at him with some disbelief, it was kind of hard to believe really because it could be a person pretending to be a ghost to try to scare us to leave the house to stay with her.

━━━━━ It's hard to believe when I can feel you, ghosts are supposed to go through things and feel cold, not like they're still alive ━━━━━ I said while looking at him with some skepticism and with doubts.

━━━━━ In Google it will appear when I died and the stories of this house so see for yourself, if you don't believe me ━━━━━ Tate said.

━━━━━ I'll do it tomorrow when I'm unoccupied, but, now that I see you, for sure it was you who stole my thong, so give it back to me you pervert before I called the police and accused you of stealing and breaking into a house that doesn't belong to you ━━━━━ I said to him as I put my finger on his chest.

Tate let out a laugh.

━━━━━ You look so cute when you're trying to be intimidating, ¿did you know that? ━━━━━ Tate said to me looking at me from his height with a teasing smile while pinching my cheek ━━━━━ You are very grumpy for someone so small, I should put you back in the fridge ━━━━━ the guy teases me.

━━━━━ Small my ass, you're just annoying and irritating ━━━━━ I said as I zapped his hand.

Tate pulled it back and laughed.

━━━━━ Anyway, I'll leave you alone so you won't get angry anymore, dwarf ━━━━━ Tate said as he slowly moved away without stopping looking at me to then turn to go up the stairs ━━━━━ By the way, those pink furry panties look cute on you ━━━━━ he said while looking down at my legs and thighs with a smile before disappearing.

I blushed with anger and shame.

━━━━━ ¡Pervert! ━━━━━ I told him almost screaming in a whisper as I threw my slipper to the place where I had been previously I only heard his laughter upstairs in what seemed to be a basement then I annoyingly picked up my slipper from the floor and put it in place to then take the bag with the mini dove in the shape of a heart to then close the fridge and drink a glass of water to then go upstairs and go back to my room to go back to sleep, at least try to fall asleep again while I wondered what the hell was happening to the people of this town.

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𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛...

𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑. 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 2 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛.

[beastsovrevelation]

Kudos to Michael Langdon for somehow withstanding Sarah Paulson making the 🥺 expression. Twice.

I could never...

The moment those doe eyes sparkled at me, I'd give either of them everything. No Apocalypse? Fine, no Apocalypse. Yes, sure, I'll take you to my Eden of insane satanic elites.

[austinstyles]

Master list

And request are open.

Please read this before requesting.

What I will not write about:

No non consensual stuff.

I don’t do write anything about spanking.

No very violent behavior. (Fights can happen. But no one will be hurt physically. )

Nothing about Cults. Because I personally think I would do a not very good job.

I don’t write anything with surten kinks. ( daddy, knife. And more)

I don’t write anything that is about body shaming.

I don’t write anything negative about mental health.

No toxic behavior. (Because I prefer to not write about it.)

What I will write about:

Kissing.

Consensual activity.

Age gap (only up to 10 year age gap. Not any higher at the moment I am afraid.)

Falling in love.

Having a family.

Religion.

Any body type.

Mental health / diagnose.

Abortion( can also be mentioned.)

It can also have a sad ending.

Dead, is okay for me to write. ( but mostly might mention it.)

 Mention of sex but it is actually not in the fanfic. ( like you know it happened but I don’t actually write about it happening.)

I always try and have respect when I writing anything about a diagnosis and just respect for people. Because that is how I am as a person. I also might end up saying no to some request for reasons I will explain. But my request are open. And I do take most requests. I also just stick to writing what I am most comfortable with.

Write for : Austin Butler , Sebastian Kydd, Austin!Elvis, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Cody Fern, Xavier Plympton, Jim Mason. (Adding more to the list as I go on. Most likely. )

Austin Butler fanfics:

Falling in love with you

Spending the day together

Teddy Bear

Love me

 Meant to be

Parents

I am here for you

Concert

Married

Boyfriend

Could’ve been

Lover

Austin!Elvis fanfics: (Closed moving forward)

Fun at the fair

Your are my reason

Let me , let you go

Love me for me



Sebastian Kydd fanfics:

This is us

Harry Styles fanfics:

Grammy’s night

Love can win

Love

Journey 



Niall Horan fanfics:

Friends

Love

Xavier Plympton fanfics:

Meant To be 

Cody Fern fanfics:

Holiday

Jim Mason fanfics:

Project

Love

Understanding each other

[starbabyg]

Who I write for;

Just to let anyone who wants to request any imagines and such, and for my masterlist here’s a list of who I write for. [You can always ask me to write for anyone who isn’t on this list, these are just my faves and people I really wanna write for].

Nhl Boys

Jack Hughes [New Jersey Devils]

Juraj Slafkovsky [Montreal Canadiens]

Mitch Marner [Toronto Maple Leafs]

Thomas Bordeleau [San Jose Sharks]

Quinn Hughes [Vancouver Canucks]

Luke’s Hughes [UMich]

Nico Hischier [New Jersey Devils]

Trevor Zegras [Anaheim Ducks]

Actors

Cody Fern

Timothee Chalamet

Evan Peters

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Finn Wolfhard

Jacob Elordi

Tom Holland

Musicians

Jesse Rutherford

Luke Hemmings

Calum Hood

Ashton Irwin

Michael Clifford

Rappers

Gucci Mane

A$ap Rocky

Young Slo Be

Yatta

EBK Bckdoe

Pimp Tobi

Tay K

NBA Youngboy

Travis Scott

Roddy Rich

G Herbo

Shootergang Jojo

LordeTheTopScore

A Boogie

Method Man

Ol Dirty Bastard

Television Characters

Carl Gallagher [Shameless]

Lip Gallagher [Shameless]

Gallavich [Shameless]

Ason Unique [Wutang Saga]

Bobby Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Shotgun/Method Man [Wutang Saga]

Dennis Cole/DLover [Wutang Saga]

Sha/Raekwon [Wutang Saga]

Divine Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Mike Wheeler [Stranger Things]

Michael Langdon [American Horror Story]

Xavier Plympton [American Horror Story]

Duncan Shepherd [House of Cards]

Movie Characters

Jim Mason [Tribes of Palos Verdes]

Tangerine [Bullet Train]

Dave Lizewski/Kick Ass [Kick Ass]

Nick Sheff [Beautiful Boy]

Kyle Scheible [Lady Bird]

Prince Hal [The King]

Peter Parker [Spiderman] (Both Tom and Andrew version)

Richie Tozier [IT]

Anime

Katsuki Bakugou [My Hero]

Shoto Todoroki [My Hero]

Izuku Midoriya [My Hero]

Eijiro Kirishima [My Hero]

Denki Kaminari [My Hero]

Hitoshi Shinso [My Hero]

Soma Yukihira [Food Wars]

Death The Kid [Soul Eater]

Soul Eater Evans [Soul Eater]

[justabrokenheartedangel]

I love this so much thank you @starlightlangdon you're so talented & amazing, I'm glad you liked my idea & love how you expanded on it, also can't wait for your other soft jimmy blurb! 😭🩷 made my day <3

Off The Grid | 18+ to read

Wrote this for the lovely @justabrokenheartedangel , thank you for the idea for this! I hope this is close to what you were thinking of! I’ll probably do another soft Jimmy blurb soon but this is what I came up with for now 💙

Warnings: ( fem!reader, struggling with self care, isolating from others, insinuations of sex, mentions of toxic family dynamics, soft!Jimmy 🥹)

You hadn’t heard from Jim in two days, not since you last saw him at the beach. You thought things were going good between you but the longer you went without hearing from him, the less sure you felt about it. You didn’t want to pry at him if he didn’t want to talk but you couldn’t stop yourself from reaching out a few times to check in.

He never responded. Medina was the one who finally reached out. You got a call from her saying that Jim hadn’t come out of his room all day and she wasn’t sure if he was eating. She could only get small responses from him and he would refuse to open his door.

It was around 5 pm when you got the call. Medina told you that Sandy had been out for most of the day shopping with Phil’s credit cards to buy furniture they didn’t need. You tried not to question it since you’ve seen Sandy’s downward spiral happening for awhile now. It worried you, especially with how you’ve seen it affecting Jim. He tries to hide how it bothers him but he isn’t as good of an actor as he believes he is. You always see when his baby blue eyes are lost in the darkness. Now it was your time to help him find the light again.

You knock on the Masons’ door. Sandy’s car is still gone from the driveway, which is a little bit of a relief since you’ll get to have some time alone with Jim. Sandy always finds a way to shoo you away if you visit him at home when she’s there.

Medina opens the door and you can immediately see the stress etched all over her face. It almost makes you frown but the feline in her eyes makes you glad you came. You give her a little smile, hoping to comfort her a little. She returns the smile, even if it’s a small one.

“Hey”, she sighs. “Thank you for coming. I didn’t know what else to do.” She notices the bag of donuts from his favorite place in town. Her smile turns into a little smirk. “You really do know my brother, don’t you?”

Everyone that knows Jim knows that he’s a sucker for these. When his dad moved the last of his things out of their house, you got him these and for a little while, you saw him smile. He said it was because of you being there but you knew the donuts had a big hand in that. You didn’t mind, whatever made him smile again became your favorite thing too.

You chuckle a little. “The way to a guys heart is good, right?”

She grins. “Right.” She opens the door for you to come in. “Come in. He’s.. he’s still in his room. I slid some food under the door awhile ago but I’m not sure if he ate it.” That makes your frown finally make an appearance. You nod.

“Okay…” You step inside and she closes the door behind you. “Hopefully he did…”, you sigh. The idea of him not eating all day makes your heart hurt. Usually him eating isn’t a problem with the weed he smokes pretty often, it made him hungry. You can’t help but wonder why he isn’t eating now.

Medina gives you some space and lets you talk to Jim on your own. She wasn’t sure if he would want to see her right now. You felt for her, it must be hard to see your twin struggling like this. You make your way to his door and place a few knocks on it.

“Medina, I’m fine!”

A little smile crosses your face. Even when he sounds so tired and stressed, hearing his voice is comforting for you. It feels like home.

“Jim?” Your voice is soft, almost hesitant in the way you talk. You hope he won’t be upset that you’re here. You can hear shuffling inside his room, then a few pauses of silence. Finally, you hear him speak again. He sounds a little closer to the door this time.

“Y/n?”

Your smile grows. Even though he can’t see you, you nod. “Hey.” You take a moment to figure out what to say. Nothing you could say sounds right but you have to try. You have to. “I brought Donuts from D Donuts.”

You can hear the hints of excitement in his voice now. “Really?”

Again, you nod. Your smile is becoming warmer and your heart feels a little less heavy now. “Yeah. Uh.. can I come in? If that’s okay?”

There’s a few moments of silence again before you hear his door unlock and the door opens. You see him standing there in a loose white shirt and grey sweatpants. Those grey sweatpants always did something to you. You push those thoughts aside though for now, this wasn’t the time for that.

You see the fatigue, the stress, all over his face and the way he’s carrying himself. It makes your heart hurt. Your smile is full of empathy as you look at him. You hold up the bag of donuts.

“I got all your favorites.”

His nervous baby blue eyes soften and he smiles slightly. “You’re the best” That makes your heart warm again.

You glance past him and see a sandwich on his desk. Untouched. He hasn’t eaten. You hope that maybe he had some secret stash of granola bars or something to keep him sustained today.

“Can I come in?”, you ask softly.

“Yeah” He nods, stepping back and allowing you to enter. You come in and close the door behind you. You try to avoid your gaze lingering too long on anything but him. You don’t want him to feel self conscious. His room is a mess. It’s not usually a mess since he doesn’t often spend much time in here. Whatever free time he has away from his mom goes toward Medina, surfing, and you.

You walk over to his bed and sit down, putting the bag of donuts beside you. He comes over to you, his steps slow and tired. You pretend to not notice it and give him a little smile. He sits beside you and sighs, rubbing a hand over his face.

“I’m sorry I didn’t text you back, or call you.”

You immediately shake your head. “It’s okay. I.. I hope you don’t mind I’m here.” Your eyes search his for any clue of what’s going on. He smiles slightly, looking back at you.

“I never mind you being here…” Then his tone turns a little teasing. “And you brought food so it’s all good”

You laugh a little. You’re not even offended, you’re just happy to see him feeling good enough to tease you.

“Yep.” You pull out the box of six donuts, one of each of his favorites. His eyes widen as he looks them over. “I know the drill.”

He grins and opens the box. He takes a few moments to decide what he wants before going for an apple cinnamon donut. He takes a bite out of it and some of the apple flavored custard spills onto the corner of his mouth. You wait a moment to see if he notices but he’s too blissfully unaware as he enjoys the donut. You bite back a chuckle and gesture to your lips.

“You got something right here..”

His eyebrows furrow and he goes to wipe it off but he wipes the wrong side of his mouth. Finally a little giggle slips from your lips. “The other side, babe.”

“Oh!” That makes your laughter grow. He wipes the other side of his mouth, getting the custard off. But then some of the custard spills out from the donut again and lands on his grey sweatpants. You gulp, trying not to stare. Your lips part a little to speak but nothing comes out. He notices the look in your eye and chuckles, a little lost. He knows that look but he doesn’t know why it’s there.

“What? Is me eating donuts hot or something?”

You take a breath. “No. Uhm..” You glance down at his sweatpants again. “You.. you have some on your pants.”

This time his ‘oh!’ is calmer.. and you could’ve sworn that his voice sounded a little huskier. He glances down at the custard on his lap before looking back up at you. His gaze is daring, seductive even. His baby blue eyes are darkening for an entirely different reason now. “Whoops.” He says casually, shrugging.

He takes another bite of the donut and this time he lets another drop of custard fall onto his lap. Your thighs clench together a little as you try to ignore the pit of arousal forming at the thought of how you want to clean that off of him. You take a deep breath, which makes him smirk a little.

He starts taking his pants off, making your breathing slowly get heavier. You don’t know whether to be respectful and not stare, or to give into the voice in your head telling you to enjoy the view.

Jim breaks you out of your train of thought as he puts down the donut and pulls you into his lap. His lips meet yours and you eagerly return the kiss. He whispers against your lips, his voice undeniably huskier now. “Thank you for coming here.. I didn’t mean to ghost you. I just… I feel like I can finally breathe.”

You frown, knowing what he means. “Cause your mom isn’t here?” He nods, planting a few kisses on your neck. To distract himself and maybe even to distract you. You lean your head back a little, giving him more access to your neck. Little moans start to spill from your lips. He lets out a satisfied hum.

“Oh I missed hearing that..”

“Mm..” You give his thighs a little squeeze, moaning softly. “I missed this too”

After an hour of pleasure for the both of you, you’re cuddled up together on his bed. Sandy texted Medina that she would be out with some of the women from the country club so she would be back late. That gave you and Jim the perfect amount of time to just enjoy each others company. Jim is feeling a little clingy after how good you made him feel and from missing you these last few days. You’re happy to give him all the cuddles he wants. He pulls a blanket over both of your heads so it’s just you and him in your own little world now. You giggle, giving him a few quick forehead kisses. He’s adorable like this.

He smiles warmly at the forehead kisses and snuggles up a little closer to you. He’s always warm. You wonder if it’s because of how much time he spends in the sun. You’re not really sure but you always appreciate his warmth, especially when it’s cooler outside like tonight.

“I love you, Y/n”, he mumbles into your chest. Your smile grows, your eyes crinkling at the corners a little from how content you really are. “I love you too, Jim. So much. Everything is going to be okay.”

The rest of the night is spent watching comfort movies, with the occasional episode of shitty reality TV to keep things interesting. Jim had a thing for one of the Kardashian’s but he would never tell you who. It amused you seeing him try to act like he wasn’t affected whenever you watched it.

“You know I have celebrity crushes too, right?”, you tease.

He looks up at you with a slight pout, huffing. “What? Like who?”

You pause for a moment, debating whether to tell him or not. You could brush it off like he always does with his celebrity crushes, but you decide not to this time. You smirk a little.

“Ever heard of Cody Fern?”

[melodymunson]

AHS, Michael Langdon, Duncan Shepherd, Xavier Plympton, Jim Mason, and Andy Dolan masterlist

My fics for Cody Fern and American Horror Story

Jim Mason x reader- drown in this love

Jim Mason x reader- nothing fucks with my baby

Jim Mason x reader x Duncan Shepherd x Michael Langdon x Andy Dolan- Adopting a pet

Xavier Plympton x reader x Montana Duke- wild side

Xavier, Montana, and reader attempt to have a drunk and high threesome at his apartment but when the reader fails to have a major orgasm and when the sex is less than expected, Montana steps in to finish off the job.

Michael Langdon x reader x Madison Montgomery- bad romance

Michael, Madison, and you are a couple at the outpost. All that is standing in their way is the coven of witches. When Michael catches you and Madison in the act he teaches you both a lesson you won't forget.

Duncan Shepherd x reader- birthday surprise

You decide to try and find yourself a good summer at Camp Redwood with your good friend Xavier despite the threat of Mr. Jingles. When you happen to stumble upon Brooke and Montana in the forbidden cabin, a wild night for you and Xavier ensues.

Xavier Plympton x reader x Montana Duke x Brooke Thompson

You decide to try and find yourself a good summer at Camp Redwood with your good friend Xavier despite the threat of Mr. Jingles. When you happen to stumble upon Brooke and Montana in the forbidden cabin, a wild night for you and Xavier ensues.

Duncan Shepherd x reader- forever and always

You meet Duncan at a charity fundraiser and after winning a date with you, he takes you out. Soon after you start dating him and go on many dates together, falling in love before you get your happy ever after with your one and only Prince Charming.

Jim Mason x OC multi-series Heart of Novocaine

Jim loves to party and has a drug problem but when he finds out that his best friend has a drinking problem, he decides to get help for both of them. He is in love with her. The problem? She already has a girlfriend and he has a girlfriend too. Are they a match made in heaven for each other or are they just another lesson in each other's lives?

Duncan Shepherd x OC multi-series Strangelove

Duncan and his girlfriend Rose have been together for going on two years. They care deeply about each other. She has a secret though that he doesn’t know. Their relationship will be put to the test and their boundaries will be pushed. Will they be able to stay together or will their relationship start to unravel?

Duncan Shepherd x OC multi-series Another life

(Inspired partly by Eli Roth's/Keanu Reeves movie Knock Knock).

Duncan and his girlfriend of almost 3 years have their relationship put to the test when she goes away on a trip and Duncan is left at home until he receives a visit that will change his life forever. Crossover with American Horror Story Apocalypse and the Outpost/Michael Langdon.

Michael Langdon x reader multi-series Waiting For a Girl Like You

Michael is a player and reader knew him when they were kids. You go your separate ways and later cross paths again in college. You can't help but feel an attraction towards him. He ends up becoming your Italian tutor and you both come to know each other again. The problem? Michael is a fuckboy. Will your and Michael's rekindled friendship turn into something more or will you stay friends/FWB?

Surviving the Apocalypse- Michael Langdon x OC witches series

Who will survive the apocalypse? Its the end of the world. Michael, Coco, Gallant, Mallory, Venable, Mead, 2 witches Harmony and Scarlet, among others are some of the lucky few to survive. Or are they? They will be tested and pushed to their limits. Michael must test those left alive in outpost 3 but will he be able to resist temptation?

Andy Dolan x reader (abandoned wip)

Andy and reader had a tumultous and often complicated relationship and neither wanted things to end. They dated for almost 4 years but never married and even had a kid together and it was a girl named Opal.

Duncan Shepherd x reader x Emily Nelson (Simple Favor crossover oneshot).

Reader is best friends with Emily and dating professor Duncan. One night they decide to take their relationship to the next level with Emily once reader reveals her true feelings for the other woman.

Michael Langdon x reader oneshot- If I was Your Vampire

Michael Langdon x wife reader x Mallory oneshot (WIP)

Michael and you are married and in the outpost 3 together. When Mallorys true intentions and identity are shown she gets exposed and Michael and you make her pay.

@langdonss

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✨MASTERPOST✨

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The Bad Batch

Prey (hunter, crosshair) . Wrecker . Our Kid (adult omega) . Fake Sleeping (Omega & Echo) . Air Show (Howzer & Hera) . Bandannaless Hunter . You Promise (Omega & Hunter) . Bald Bitchy Snipers (Aurra & Crosshair) . The Bird (Crosshair & Omega) . Return . RBF (Tech) . Droid Echo . All that matters (CH & Omega) . Tech & Kandria . Oldmn Hunter . Ghost Agents Outfit Hunter

The Bad Batch x Red Dead Redemption 2 crossover AU

Fic: Part 1 . Part 2 . Part 3 . Part 4 (coming soon)

Group Photo . Riding Lesson (Omega & Tech) . The Tech Turn . Tech & Phee Moment . Tech’s Mullet . Bad Feeling . Gonky & Batcher are dogs . Borrowed Hat (Omega) . Phee’s Horse . Karaoke (wrecker & omega) . Train Station Nap (Tech & Phee)

The Clone Wars

Wildness (Ahsoka) . GSFO (Tup) . Aurra Sing . Sideye Ahsoka . Blackout and Blair (Kelstare's Clone OCs) . Nerra (Waxer, Boil, Numa) . Echo . Choices (Cody) . ✌🏽 (Echo). Trust Issues (echo) . 👋🏼 (Fives)

STAR WARS (other)

Kanan Slut Strands . Dume (Kanan & Loth Wolf) . Shin . Leia . Buried Alive (Ezra) . nowhere (Sabine) . Not your fault (Cassian & Maarva Andor) . Bo Katan . Darth Vader . Let’s Decorate! (RebelsxRO) . Droid cuddling (JFO)

Vessel Vesper (My Star Wars OCs)

Fic: Part 1

Ulvi Ref. CT-8424 Flinch Ref . Fern Ref (Older) . Topdeck Confessions (Flinch & Ulvi) . Ulvi Sketches . Fern meets Anya . Flinch gets adopted at 79's . Young Professor Motti .

Red Dead Redemption

Long Hair Arthur . Campfire Sean . Homestead John . Charles & Javier . Hosea . Bounty Hunter Sadie . Javier & Boaz . Sketchpage . LENNY . Kieran & Branwen . John . Sadie . John washed his Hair

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frostycatblr-fandom-files The Bad Batch Masterlist

Fic tag(s): #frostsfics | [REQ] denotes requested works | [M] denotes work is Mature; not recommended for minors | [WIP] Work In Progress; ⭐(s) indicate priority.

[REQ] Babe Across The Bar [LGBT+ Fem!Reader]

[REQ] It's a Mario Party! [TBB Headcanons]

Tide pools aren't for swimming [TBB x GN!Reader]

Sorry, Wrong Comms! Masterlist

[REQ] Thorny Days [Fem!Reader]

A (Hair)Cut Above The Rest [Fem!Reader]

[REQ] Alignment Events [Fem!Reader]

[REQ] New Night Routines

Dressed to the Ninety-Nines [Fem!Reader] [WIP]

Tracker. Teammate. Teacher. [WIP]

CFE: Of Honeysuckle and Haiku [Fem!Reader]

OHaH Part Two [Fem!Reader] [WIP]

Loving A Lazarus Species [GN!Reader] [WIP]

99% Certain [GN!Reader] [WIP]

Fluent In Nerd [Fem!Reader] [WIP]

Fossils And Ferns [WIP]

Wounded Wings Masterlist [On temp. hold]

Laundry on the Line [GN!Reader] [WIP]

Worthy In All Forms [GN(?)Reader] [WIP]

Rough Stuff [F!Sick!Reader]

[REQ] Late, Lakeside Picnic [Fem/GN Reader]

[REQ] Twelve Standard Hours [Fem!Reader]

[REQ] Cyber Crush [Fem!Reader] ⭐⭐

Where The Wildest Stars Grow [Jedi!Fem!Reader] [WIP]

I See You [Fem!Reader]

This is Blue Vulture Tower, Over [WIP]

Hunting the Nexu Masterlist [On temp. hold]

[M?] Glory In Gold [Imp!Cody x GN!Reader] [WIP]

[FFF Masterlist] Updated: 1/22/25

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🤔🚦 🎬 for the ask game!

Thank you @lemonsrosesandlavender!

🤔 Would you ever want to write something canon if you got the opportunity?

I sort of hate writing stuff that's canon, honestly! I've got a few fics that take place within it and I'm always running desperately to get out of it as quickly as possible.

Limitation is the mother of all invention, but, it can be absolutely stifling to have to work within the limits of an existing narrative.

I think I understood this question, haha - or was it asking me if I'd want to write something *in* to canon?

The closest answer I have to that is 'if I could make any character in BG3 my OC, it'd be Donnick' and leave it at that.

🚦What sort of endings do you prefer to write: ambiguous, bad, happily ever after, etc.?

I am a shameless captain of team 'EVERYBODY LIVES', so I wont pretend I write bad endings, but, I do feel a story has to end in a way that feels true, so a few of my tales have ended on a bittersweet note. Some romances face a harder mountain to climb than others, and a happy ending isn't always possible.

I'll go with ambiguous or 'a mixture'. As in life; some things work out, some things don't, and threads won't tie themselves up in little bows just because it's time for things to end. Some questions can be left unanswered.

🎬 If a movie or show were based on your fic, which fic would you choose and who would you fancast?

I decided not to take the easy way out and use Boraldus for this, because if anyone were making a movie or show of anything, I'd hope they'd pick 'Sufferer, I shall' as it's the most ... uh ... suitable, despite all the intense heretical sex.

Casting Abdirak has been driving me INSANE though.

Ignoring time and space, Abdirak would be played by:

Jason Isaacs, specifically this one, from Event Horizon.

Donnick would be played by:

Cody Fern, but Cody Fern of like, last week when he's in his mid 30s, not this one (this was the most suitable gif I could find, aiight?).

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Hope you’re doing okay. I just wanted to check in case can we still send headcanon about Finnick or Billy Dunne?

I'm doing better then I was earlier this year, and will be doing so much better once final season is over <3

You guys are always free to send in headcanons for characters I've written for before, I know I have so many unanswered asks from over the months about Finnick and Billy, that I love to read, but I just haven't had the energy to respond too.

If I do officially come off my hiatus here soon, I have to be honest that the main focus of this blog will probably pivot, and who I write for will probably expand and change. The most likely scenario is I write for a main character at a time, but also still occasionally sprinkle in other characters.

So basically...

TLDR: Of course you guys can send in headcanons about Finnick, Billy, or anyone else I've written for, I might just not answer them right away until I get a kick of inspiration. And this will probably morph into less of a Sam Claflin character blog and more of a multi-fandom blog.

I started writing years ago for the AHS Cody Fern fandom which was crazy, and then I wrote Stu Macher fics from Scream, unfinished Stranger Things series ,then of course I wrote Finnick Odair and Billy Dunne, and these are all such a fun amalgamation of characters. So we'll see where the tide takes my blog next, right now it's looking like it might be some Joel Miller centric months.

But I love and appreciate you all in how supportive you've been throughout all of this, some have been there since the beginning, to all different steps, and I appreciate every single one of you and love you all. You've helped this blog feel like safe place and creative outlet and always been there whenever I've made slight reappearances. Lots of love and kisses mwah

[wonhosmistress]

☆〜ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔThanks for 2023ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ〜☆

Dear followers and moots, I just wanted to say thank you so much for accepting me with open arms in the kpop fandom. I truly appreciate it! I’ve never been more grateful for y’all’s interactions.

Before I even took it upon myself to start actively writing on tumblr I’ve been a regular since ‘08. I started off writing for myself in 6th grade with a pen and notebook before I resorted to writing online. While I haven’t really been updating as much as I would like to, it’s been mostly because of the chaotic rollercoaster that my life has been. I will do my best to write some more in 2024 mostly to reach a new milestone for myself.✨

Thank to my lovely moots:

Y’all knew this was coming…🤭 @ddeonghwassimp the love of my life, my prince, cheesy doodle, honeybuns, my good boy. I want to thank you for being there through the mess that is my life and being a shoulder I could vent/cry on. When I stumbled upon your Good Lil’ Boy fic…that’s when I knew that I needed to check out your blog and here we are, mi amor. (Never stop being your goofy self;I love you♥️)

@taehyungsgrowl GiRLLLYY, you need to get on tumblr more bc I miss youuu 😭 but anyways!! This girly inspired me to create my writing blog, I’ve known her since MY AHS/Cody Fern era on tumblr. Long story short it was toxic af…but her writing is so good!! Pls check out her BTS writing if y’all are interested/have the time🥰

@nirvanawrites111 Nirvana when I first discovered your blog I was in awe because of how good your concepts are and of the immaculate writing style🤌🏼 (I always go back to re-read some of my favs)

Sending good vibes, hugs and smooches on the New Year🎉🎇

@calibabii21 @imrllytootiredforthis @hijirikaww @sexygrass @skz-hell @fairyofshampgyu @hwasdollie @surfinminho

I’m not sure what 2024 will bring me but i’m manifesting peace, tranquility, a stable job and my health to stay stable. That aside, I hope y’all continue to support me and my writings be it small or big. I will do my best to continue Aphrodisia because that’s something that I left in the back-burner for months now, Happy New Years!!

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hello i just find u'r blog and immediately fall in love with u'r works, i just want to say thanku so much for all u'r beautiful writings! it's just not easy to find platonic fic and I'm really grateful to find u'r blog 😭❤️ if u don't mind please make more codywan x padawan reader, no pressure tho only if u want it. once again thanku and have a nice day love 🥺❤️❤️

Thank you! I love this ship sm

“Dinner Party”

Paring: Codywan x padawan reader (Platonic)

Warning: mentions of food and eating if you don’t like that kind of stuff but nothing else

Word count: 1189

Notes: so I didn’t do a great job with the Codywan and it’s mainly just Cody so…. I’ll have to give this prompt another go

Obi-wan tapped his foot absentmindedly under the table. Over and over again. You seemed to be the only one to notice as the rest of the room was filled with loud chatter from the many different senators.

Looking around for a second it seemed that Cody had also taken an interest of Obi-wand nervous habit- it was quite hard for a young padawan and a Clone commander to find common ground with the many different people that filled the room.

Of course your master didn't seem to have the problem when he wasn't lost in thought.

You had to admit Cody looked quite odd in a military uniform instead of his sunburst armor that apparently can come off. But a change in pace can be good sometimes.

As your master came back to reality since he wasn't really invested in what a highly decorated senator was saying he looked between the two of you clearly puzzled by your stares. "Is something wrong?"

Both you and Cody made eye contact and a huge smile played at you lips. "Oh no Master I was just wondering how you view Senator Gunrays insights on Coruscant and weather you believe in any of them."

He stared at you for a moment then shot a quick look at the person you were talking about.

A quick nod from him then he said. "Oh yes my young padawan it seems he did say some very interesting things." He fished around his mind for some words. "You can learn many things from the people around you if you just listen."

Cody leaned over from your left side giving Obi-wan quite the look who was sitting to your right, basically asking if he was serious.

"Any more insightful tips to give your padawan sir?." Cody said in quite the formal voice but his eyes said other wise.

"I'll let you know when I think of another dear" was all he quipped back when the clatter of dinner trays filled the room.

You felt a slight nudge to your shoulder as Cody leaned closer to your ear. "Thank the maker I'm starving."

You really could only nod in response since you were also ravenous and a plate full of food was being sat down in front of you.

It was your turn now to give your Commander a quick nudge as you looked to see his eyes blow wide, taking in the abundant food.

Looking at your own plate you felt sort of.... Disappointed?

Not that you weren't grateful to be sitting in a lavish room full of very important people about to eat a full meal that just came out hot, because you were.

The food just didn't seem right for you.

A lump of grayish blue mystery food sat towards the edge of your plate decorated with unusually green ferns.

The main course was- using your best guess some sort of fish. Forks and drinks clanked together as you watch many others enjoying what seemed to be the same meal, but the smell that wafted through the air from your plate made you question if they were really enjoying it.

It would be rude if you didn't eat it though right?

Picking your fork up after choosing what you hoped was ‘the right one’ from the multiple that sat beside your plate you gathers some of the food onto the fork.

To your right Cody clearly was trying to slow down but when all you get is ration bars this must be heaven. This was one of the many reasons you discovered as to why Obi-wan fought so hard for Cody to sit next to everyone at this party as an equal and not just a soldier.

The smell got stronger as it travels closer and closer to your face. I don’t want to be rude, you thought once again and stuffed the dinner into your mouth.

In that moment it finally answered the question of what the underside of a Bantha would taste like.

It traveled roughly down your throat leaving an odd burning sensation in its place.

“Are you alright Y/N” Obi-wan turned to you now as he once again somehow stomached the food in front of him.

“Oh yes master, just taking my time enjoying my food.” You reluctantly scooped another bite and ate that too under the watchful eye of your master.

Before he could respond a loud senator near the head of the table called for Obi-wan to be apart of whatever they were discussing. Weather it was an act under the influence or sober was up for debate.

You were grateful that something on the table was familiar and you downed that water like there was no tomorrow.

The need to eat food and the fact that it was gross was fighting with eachother inside of you as you took yet another bite.

If you didn’t want to scare the senators off by throwing up all over the table you decided for the best that that was your last attempt to be nice.

With a huff you leaned back in your care, crossing you arms over your front. “Not a fan of the food sir?” Cody inquired setting his cleaned off fork nicely on the plate that matched it.

The best answer you could give was a simple nod then you had to add.” Since I’m telling you Cody it tasted like absolute bantha shit.”

Cody laughed at your remark nearly knocking over a few glasses in the process. The odd looks from other senators went unnoticed by the pair as they continued to laugh.

“I’ll have to be honest Y/N I think it was that too.” Cody added after you collected yourself.

“I can’t believe you ate that.” You laughed again. This conversation seemed more like two siblings joking at the dinner table then it did two commanders pretty much sitting in at a political meeting, strange how somethings are.

“I think I have a few snacks on the ship if you didn’t like the food but I’m afraid I can’t get them now.” Obi-wan added under his breath when he finally got away from the talking for a few moments.

“I can mange until then but thank you master.” Without another word and before being pulled back into another ‘very interesting’ conversation Obi-wan pulled some of your untouched food onto his own plate.

“No need to offend the chef now.” He spoke before his name was called yet again.

You felt Cody shuffle beside you, digging in the pockets he wasn’t every used to and tried to find something.

After a moment and satisfied with what he found he slid you something across the table. “Taste like sand but it might be a little better then nothing at all.”

You couldn’t even spare a question as you opened the ration bar and started eating it right away. “Is that the only thing you could find to fit in your pockets since a blaster wouldn’t do it?” You asked with a smile.

“Oh no Crys is just a picky eater.”

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