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Nvm im in my Rory Culkin era
#rory culkin#kieran culkin#charlie walker#scream 4#lords of chaos#scream#charlie walker x reader#jack goes home#celebrities#rory culkin edit#electrick children#julia garner#euronymous#mayhem band#jill roberts#emma roberts#kirby#swarm#gabriel 2014
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Kinktober Day Thirteen - Aftercare
Gabriel x Reader
You swore that Gabriel always looked the most beautiful like this. His face all red and stained with his dried tears from being overstimulated one too many times. His soft brown hair tickling the skin of your neck as he snuggled himself next to you - his thighs wrapped around you like a koala. As though he never wanted to let you go.
"F-felt... felt s'so good." Gabriel mumbled sleepily, his voice low and wrecked from how absolutely spent you had made him.
You chuckled softly, petting Gabriel's hair while your free hand moved up and down his back as you rubbed him with comforting strokes.
"You want anything, Gabe... water, a snack?" you hummed softly, cradling your beautiful boy to your side.
Gabriel shook his head, sighing contently as he lay in the warmth and security of your body.
"No, just need you."
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coquette pfps with rory !! :3
i'll be grateful for the like/reblog if you use this!!
#rory culkin#charlie walker#i love my man#danny cooper#gabriel 2014#jack thurlow#scream 4#clyde electrick children#electrick children#intruders 2015
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intro !!!!
abt me: 17 y/o, he/they/it whatever atp., tcc n columbiner…, i like goth shit..and,,.dylan an eric…i rlly rlly rlly like gabriel from .. gabriel 2014 ..., and cats..,mmm i also rlly like music like so much pls talk to mehy about it…im also severely autistsic
music i lobe: nine inch nail, skinny puppy, type o negative, kmfdm, marilyn manson, depeche mode, mayhem, lebanon hanover, sisters of mercy, christian death, lifelover, bauhaus, rammstein, jack off jill, hole, kittie, london after midnight, alien vampires, icp, chemical brothers, the prodigy, ministry, pig, she wants revenge, rob zombie, slayer, lifelover, animal collective, mayhem and soooososo muchm more !!!!
interests: like i said before ,i like cats..a lot, but my main intrest atm is gabriel 2014 and/or rory cuokin in gen. .. fav movies are house of 1000 corpses and elephant 2003, fav game is postal 1 n 2. but close ties with mouthwashing.,., i also like creeypasta, cry of fear, sally face, the walking dead, eric martin, markiplier, silent hill (2 mainly..), zero day, brick 2005, jason schwartzman, paul dano, stardew valley, duck! massacre of carbine high, everymanhybrid, marbel hornets, rdr1 and 2, mlp, peter steele, class of 09, life is strange,, vocaloid, fnaf, bill and ted, hannibal series, baulders gate, warrior cats, general horror creatures like vampires n zombies n ghost,,.. i allso like dr pepper sugar free og monster and i also deeply enjoy cigarettes…m,, .,nn alcohol … and..coffee..
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Gabriel (2014) x reader
I cannot find this characters last name to save my motherfucking life
Contains: Beach scene re-write, reader tries to turn Gabe down because they know they can’t help him but ultimately gives in, might write more idk, cursing, fluff, and brief mentions of a knife, reader is referred to as “wife” but otherwise GN, reader loves him so much, heart hurts.
“What the fuck?Jesus Christ!” You jumped up from the dead sleep and bed as you saw the dark haired man behind you, it took a few seconds for it to click in your mind you knew him.
“Surprise.” He says, an adorable smile on his face, his eyes are bright and happy as he stares up at me.
“Gabe, what the fuck are you doing here? You just can't get into my bed and surprise me?” I say, still freaking out, it had been years since I’ve seen him and now he’s just here.
“Yes, I can. That's what I just did. I just...” he trailed off and I looked over him, he was fidgeting with his hands a bit.
“How did you get here?” I ask, sitting back down on the side of the bed.
“I drove.” He answered simply as if the question was that simple.
“No, I mean, why are you here? How did you find me?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest, he still had that fucking smile on his face, the one that made me want to hug him but I fought it.
“You look amazing. I missed you so much.” He says as he goes to stroke my face, I take a step back and his face looks as if I just kicked a puppy as he tugs on the sleeves of his sweater.
“Gabe, what the fuck? This is so fucking weird...What are you doing?” I ask
“You know, I thought you'd be a little happier to see me.” He answers, clearly upset that my reaction isn’t jumping for joy.
“You just broke into my house and got into bed with me while I was sleeping. Obviously I'm a little scared.” You explained as you paced a bit, how would you explain this to anyone? Does Gabe’s family know where he is?
“You think I'm scary?” His sad voice pulls you from your spiraling thoughts. I sigh and look at him, sitting on my bed with his brown curls poking out from under his red beanie, his blue eyes look scared and worried, I notice the way his sweater is baggy on him and wonder if he’s eating well and I can see his bottom lip trembling and I have to look away.
“No. I'm not...I'm not saying you're scary. I'm just trying to figure out what the fuck is going on.” I answer and he perks up a bit, he stands and comes closer to me, holding out one of his bruised hands.
“Let's go to the beach.” He says, his smile making my heart melt.
“Gabe… I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I said softly. All I knew was Gabe is unpredictable and I hadn’t heard from him in so long. I was scared, this guy tracked me down and who knows what he’s capable of now, we aren’t silly kids anymore.
“I have a plan. I decided on my birthday. There was a bunch of fucking crazy people eating my cake, and a bunch of fat nurses telling me happy birthday as if they gave a shit, and I decided right there that I should be with you. 'Cause that's what families do. You know, normal families, they spend time together and be happy.” He explained with a smile and my heart sank, I wasn’t what this man wanted, I was just what he thought he wanted but I knew I couldn’t actually give him the help or happiness he deserves.
“Gabe, we're not a family. I... I thought you were living at your mom's house.” You said as your mind raced, crazy people eating his cake? Nurses? Then it clicked, Gabe’s family put him in an institution… you remembered his obsessive behavior that started shortly before he disappeared all those years ago.
“No. Shit. I'm getting ahead of myself. We-We gotta go down to the beach.” He said, this time grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the door, you fight with him a bit on it and he gets desperate.
“Gabe, it's freezing cold outside. I'm not gonna go to the beach.” You say, hoping to convince him you didn’t need to leave the house as his grasp tightened.
“No, see, you're getting it all confused. I just started thinking, what would they want me to do? Like what would a normal, boring person do in this situation? So I just started showering and washing all my stuff and smiling all the time... All that shit that they think is important, that makes 'em feel safe, you know? I just started acting like everyone else.” He said, you could see tears starting to form in his eyes, his throat tightened as he talked and you realized if this man cries you’re done for… you just can’t do it… seeing tears running down his cheeks will kill you.
“Gabe...” you whispered, hoping to calm him down.
“Like I'm supposed to act. Like-Like... Like an adult.” He said pleadingly
“What are you talking about?” You asked, your guard lowering a bit,
“And I asked them if I could come home f-for the weekend to surprise you, and they said yes. They said yes, so here I am. Come on, I need to ask you something, but it's gotta be on the beach.” He pleaded and you slowly relented, you let him, it was going okay until there was a sound on the other side of the house and pulled out a large kitchen knife, you felt your heart jump into your throat before it settled in your stomach like a sinking pit.
“Gabe, what the fuck is that?” You asked quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.
“What? It's... It's just in case.” He said as he turned to you, the knife was gripped in his hand and his eyes looked a bit wild as he gave me a small smile.
“Just in case of what?” I ask, keeping my voice soft,
“In case of this. In case of someone coming… trying to keep us apart. Hey, it's self-defense. It's just protection, you know?” He explained softly and I looked at him concerned, why would he feel he needed self-defense to take me to the beach?
“Gabe, you're not going to be hurt.” I say as I reach slowly for the knife.
“Of course they are!” He raised his voice slightly and jerked the knife away from me, I put my hands up and nodded slowly,
“Fine… okay… let's go to the beach.” I say and he immediately calms down grabbing my hand as he leads me down to the beach, we walk in silence for a while before he speaks,
“You okay? You're freezing.” He says as he pulls off his coat and wraps it around me, I smile to myself softly when he does, I loved Gabe but I knew he needed more than I could ever reliably give him.
“Yeah.” I answered quickly.
“I'm-I'm sorry I had to do all that, but it's gonna be okay. I promise.” He said as we stood near the edge of the water.
“What are you doing? You can't act like this, Gabriel. You can't do this. This isn't okay.” I say, a bit worried about the knife in his pocket.
“You know you're the only one that's allowed to call me that? You and Dad. 'Cause you're the only ones that really love me. Do you know that?” He said, a small smile on his face as he squinted against the sun, his nose crinkling in a way I adored,
“Gabe...” I started, unsure of what to say,
“Do you remember when we got married?” He asked suddenly and I thought back to the summer we were kids, we had met on the beach we were now standing on, he was the cutest boy you had ever seen and my first love… until he disappeared.
“Ofcourse I remember… what about it?” I ask as he takes a small step towards me,
“I've just been having these flashbacks, like déjà vu or whatever, of when we got married. Do you remember? You kissed me on the beach, like where everyone could see.And then I said I love you. I whispered in your ear. Do you remember what you did? You grabbed my hand and pulled me into the ocean. And we went under and I proposed, and you said yes. Do you remember that? It was amazing. See? There it is.” He explains and I can feel the smile on my face of remembering those simpler times with him.
“Yeah….Holy shit.” I say softly,
“They've been... telling me that I'm a piece of shit. That I'm worthless.” He says as he looks off to the side, he’s still fidgeting with his hands as he does,
“Who tells you that?” I ask, genuine concern for him,
“But then I've been thinking about that moment when we got married, and-and I realize, you know, I'm...I'm not worthless. I'm pretty... I'm okay.” He says with a crooked smile, he looks at me with wide eyes,
“Of course you are.” I answer, Gabe has always been a soft guy, when his temper is under control.
“I mean, as long as...As long as I have you, I'm okay. As long as you love me, I'm fine. Yeah, I think I knew even then you were gonna be my wife.” He said and it’s my turn to look at him wide-eyed,
“Gabe, what are you talking about?” I ask as I can feel a cold sweat break out despite the cold weather,
“Shit, wait. Wait, hold on.” He says as he starts digging in his pockets and I start to shake a bit, I can’t handle this, I can’t do this, I can’t break his heart like this… I can’t hurt him.
“No, my... Gabe, what are you talking about?Please don't do this.” I pleaded softly, I prayed he wouldn’t do this to me, that he wouldn’t force me to rip my own heart out to hurt him. I watch as he gets excited as he looks down at the rind in his hand.
“This is how you’re supposed to do it, right?” He says as he takes a step back and gets down on one knee and looks up at me, I’m unsure of if his lips or hands are shaking more.
“No, don't...Don't do this, Gabe. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.” I beg as I feel my chest tighten, I can’t hurt him but I can’t help him.
“(YFN), will you marry me?” He asks, his voice is shaky but overall confident,
“Oh My God.” I cover my mouth with my hand as I stare down at him,
“Like not kid stuff underwater, but-but for real. Aboveground, in front of God and everyone else. I want to be your husband. P-please? Say something?” He says, he begins getting desperate towards the end and all I can do is stare at him,
“Gabe, you're not... I don’t think… I’m not the same person I was five years ago, I-I’ve changed.” I say gently, hoping to talk some sense into him,
“No. No, no, no. No, I just...I just need you.Just you.” He says as he stands, the ring still held out to me as he stares into my eyes and I look away, I can’t bear it. I can’t bear seeing the pain on his face.
“Gabe, No.” I say as tears begin to stream down my face, not being able to hold it in any longer.
“No, don't. Don't, don't, don't. Don't...Don't be like them. Just... Please.I just need...We can live forever.And be happy.” He begged and I sobbed, burying my face in my hands as hot tears dropped down my red face, one of his hands cupped my cheek, wiping away my tears and I push it away.
“No. I ca...I can't help you. You need...You need real help. You need doctors and you need medicine...and you need people who know how to help you. I don't know how to help you.” I explain and he shakes his head and holds the ring out to me again.
“But...But I love you.” He says and I feel as if I might pass out,
“I love you too that’s why I hate that I can’t help you.” I say and tears begin to stream down his face aswell, he is still clutching the ring tightly,
“I'm just...I'm so full of love.I just... I just need you to love me back.” He says softly and I shake slightly,
“I do love you, Gabe.” I say and he looks back up into my eyes,
“Then p-please… just say you’ll marry me… I’ll be good. I’ll be a good husband.” He pleads and my heart sinks lower.
I can’t.
I can’t
But I have too.
I need too.
Who else would love him as much as I do?
Who else wouldn’t just call the fucking cops?
“Gabe… I… fuck… i-if I agree to marry you. If we do this you have to take your meds… you have to continue getting treatment and help…” I say slowly, choosing my words carefully. Gabe nodded as he stepped closer to me.
“I-I swear… I promise… anything for you.” He says eagerly. I nod slowly and hold my hand out to him, he smiles widely and slips the ring on my finger before pulling me in for a kiss. I couldn’t stop myself from pulling him closer. The fabric of his sweater in a death grip between my fingers as I cry into the crook of his neck. I love him, I’m going to help him. It takes a while before we pull apart.
“See? I knew it… We’re going to be so happy.” He says, my face cupped in his hands and I smile softly up at him. We will need to work things out, we will need to call his family and let them know he’s safe and where he is, I’ll also have to plead for him not to be sent back to the mental hospital, but as of right now I’m here on a cold ass beach with the one man I’ve loved since childhood with his ring weighing down my finger as he embrace each-other, all the other problems can wait.
#gabriel 2014#rory culkin character x reader#rory culkin#gabriel (2014) x reader#rory culkin fanfic#jack thurlow x reader#Charlie Walker x reader#scream 4#rory culkin x reader
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I NEED THIS MOVIE INHECTED INTO MY VEINS ASAP (CREDS TO @TONYPXRRY ON TIKTOK FOR THE EDIT!!)
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DUUDEEE THIS SOUNDS SO MUCH LIKE THE REQUEST I SENT IN TO @icarus-star ITS CRAZY
HDISJCLSNCNS
(And at like the 23:40 mark i love the part where i goes “but i obeyed your command. i didn’t touch myself” ITS SO FUCKING CUTE IDK WHY JSKSKOAN)
#rory culkin#rory culkin audio#gabriel#gabriel/rory culkin#gabriel (2014)#gabriel 2014#gabriel audio
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I AM BEGGING YOU TO WRITE SOMETHING FOR GABRIEL (one of Rory’s characters) PLEASEEEE😭😭😭
It is my pleasure, anonnie 🖤🫶🏻
Crybaby
Summary: Gabriel throws up his meds…again! At first, you think that he’s just sick of them but there’s more to it…
Pairing: virgin!Gabriel x nurse!fem!Reader
Word Count: - 2.8k
Content Warnings: Psych Ward Smut 18+!, Kinda Angsty On Gabe’s Part, Gabe Being A Manipulative Little Shit But He Doesn’t Mean Any Harm He’s Just Delulu, Throwing Up, Crying, Hurt/Comfort, Mentions Of Medication, Mentions Of Gabe’s Shitty Shitty Family, Pet Names, Reader Absolutely Babying Gabe, A Bit Of Hair Pulling, It’s Giving Mommy Vibes Just Saying, An Attempted Handjob, I Put In A Tiny Easter Egg For All My Fellow New Amsterdam Watchers <3
A/N: A massive Thank You! to @spookyorchid for putting the thoughts about virgin Gabe into my head!
Tagging the horny horde:
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You're all on your own and
You lost all your friends
You told yourself that
It's not you, it's them
You're one of a kind
And no one understands
But those cry baby tears
Keep coming back again
- Crybaby By Melanie Martinez
Friday, the clock gradually ticked towards 10 P.M.
Nightshift, as per usual. Bleak, cold light against equally pale, white walls. The occasional splatter of random color in the form of a rather contemporary piece of art didn’t exactly help with the eerie atmosphere creeping through Ward 4 like every night after sundown.
With your head looming over an array of documents that were messily scattered across a white-painted desk, you felt your body getting swept by the third Red Bull you’d hammered down about 10 minutes ago, nerve endings buzzing and a stomach twitching in the need to do something, anything but sitting at this damned desk, filling out forms for the dayshift staff. The ballpoint pen between your fingers drew slightly shaky lines as you ticked the boxes for the taken medications after dinner, scribbling down names of substances you could hardly spell out properly even after two years of working here.
The harsh ticking of the clock right behind you, hanging high above locked drawers full of files and pill bottles, echoed in your perked ears, all senses heightened treacherously by the unquestionably unhealthy amount of caffeine rushing through your bloodstream.
You scrunched your nose ever so slightly as the tip of the pen chaffed over the paper, leaving the outlines of the box in a sudden, involuntary jerk of your hand. Footsteps, dull and muffled, nevertheless, still very much audible in your little, open-doored and window-framed bureau.
"My goodness, Gabriel…" You sighed, leaning back and straightening out the wrinkles in your mint-green scrubs before heading out, sliding the ballpoint pen into a little pocket on your chest.
Just like every Friday, Gabe was the only patient left on Ward 4 of the clinic. Everybody else had left for home or wherever after the post-dinner distribution of meds for the residents who needed them. Everybody but poor Gabriel. His family had stopped coming by or god forbid picking him up for the weekends at least 6 months ago. His older brother, Matthew, had stuck to it a little longer than their mother but he, too, eventually had stopped showing his face around here.
Needless to say that it had left Gabriel in absolute shambles. For a long time, it had been nothing but heartbreaking to see how he had gotten his hopes up every Friday after dinner, his bright blue eyes transfixed on the entrance doors, waiting for his brother to waltz in and pick him up to go home, even if it was just for the weekend. However, no one came and with every weekend passing by, Gabe had grown more and more apathetic towards everything and anything surrounding him. You couldn't even blame him…not that you tried to, to begin with, no, you felt wholeheartedly sorry for him. Left behind by his own family just like that. The medical bills were paid and with that, Gabriel was out of their sight and presumably out of their mind, too.
For the first few weeks, Gabe had been acting out on every next-best occasion; food had been thrown, cigarettes flicked into other residents' and staff members' faces until finally, it had calmed down. Now his tantrums were rare and tame compared to the whole storm he used to bring with him. Maybe he'd simply given up on it or therapy was finally doing something for him instead of against him in his already severely fragile state of mind.
Walking along the dimly lit corridor, the nearly sterile clean, unwelcoming linoleum floor squeaking under your trainers, you taunted yourself not to think about it too much because it would only render you sad and sorry for him. Eventually, those thoughts would dig up the pressing need to see Gabe happy for once and those were emotions and wishes you simply had to throw right out of the window whilst working here. You had absolutely no business entertaining personal relations with the residents in here but you sensed an inkling that a part of you was way beyond that already in regards to poor Gabe.
“Hey…Gabe? Are you okay?” You asked through the door before turning the knob to the side to enter.
“Leave me alone!” His sore voice croaked back from the bathroom, the door to it wide open and light emitting from it flooding the rest of the room.
“That’s not exactly what my job requires me to do, Gabe, you know that.” You tried to sound a little humorous about it to take the tension out of the situation.
You knew very well what had happened even before you turned the corner to pass through the doorframe, exhaling a low sigh as you saw Gabe crouching down in front of the toilet bowl.
“Again?” You asked, giving your best to draw any judgment from your tone.
“Hate ‘em.” It blubbered from Gabe’s lips in a choked-back whine.
“I know…I know you don’t like the meds.” In a soothing manner, you sat down next to him on the bathroom tiles, your back leaning against the wall and arms slumped between your slightly parted knees.
“Make me feel drowsy and tired all the time…” Gabe sniffled, wiping his mouth with a scrunched-up ball of toilet paper before tossing it in the bowl.
“I know…” You sighed, turning your face towards him, “But it won’t get any better when you throw them up all the time, no? It’s not good for your throat, your teeth and you're not doing your body any favor with it, angel face.”
Gabriel whirled his head around at the mention of his very own, little pet name you gave him a while ago. It never failed to draw his fickle attention towards you.
“But I hate them…” He groaned, repeating his obvious dislike towards the pills he had to swallow daily.
“Maybe you wouldn’t hate them so much if you gave your body some time to adjust to them, huh? I know they suck, make you tired and give you a bit of a tummy ache from time to time but, you know, I think that maybe your body just needs a while to get used to the medication.” You arched your brows a little, tilting your head to the side with a faint smile ghosting around your mouth.
“Hmm…”, Gabriel pouted at you, his bright blue eyes covered with a watery sheen, indicating that he wasn’t far from spilling tears, “‘m not gonna take them, no, nuh-uh, never.”
“C’mon now, I know you can be a good boy tomorrow, no? Just try it. Two weeks tops and you’ll feel better.” Trying to convince him would take a good while but it wasn’t entirely impossible.
“No.” He stated bluntly, his chin lowering towards his chest as the first droplets gushed over his lower lashline.
“It’s okay, Gabe, it’s okay…come here.” Against all rules and guidelines, you raised your arm and offered Gabriel to crawl into a tender embrace.
He sobbed quietly as he shoved his face against your chest, a wash of new tears soaking into your scrubs, rendering the mint-green darker.
“I’m sure you can do that, Gabe. I promise to be with you on the weekends like always, yeah?” You tried to soothe him, your arm wrapped around his shaking statue for your fingers to play with the hairs falling down to the nape of his neck.
“You…you’re..”, He tried to catch his jittery breath, “Y-You’re the only one who’s here for me. Everybody else just hates me. I know they do!”
At his words your stomach dropped, twisting and coiling in a surge of painful compassion for the hurt Gabriel was in. You knew it all too well yourself.
“Don’t say that, Gabe. I don’t think anybody here hates you. Just the other day Rose and Henry asked you if you want to play cards with them, remember?” Trying to guide him to do the same, you allowed your body to relax against his, your angled knees stretching out over the bathroom tiles.
“But only because Dr. Frome made them ask me…” Gabe blubbered against your collarbone, taking your new position as an opportunity to sneak himself right onto your lap, his fingers clawing at your sides.
“Gabe, hey…”, You tried to admonish not only him but yourself as well that he was clearly crossing a boundary here, “Angel face, you can’t do that, please.”
“Hmhmmm…”, He whined, slightly pressing his front against your chest, nuzzling his forehead into the crook of your neck, strands of his hair brushing over your skin, “Please, just for a moment. N-nobody here hugs me...ever.”
With a slightly choked-back sigh, you gave in to his plea to be held for a moment. You knew that the two of you were the only ones left on Ward 4 and that wouldn’t change until Monday morning. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to comfort Gabriel in a way he craved while nobody else was watching.
“Only if you are honest with me for a moment, Gabe.” You squinted down at his face, a warm smile tugging at the corners of your mouth as you saw that he had his eyes closed, features all relaxed and calm while the last few tears trickled over his slightly blushed cheek.
“Uh-huh…” He hummed quietly.
“I have the feeling there might be another reason for you throwing up your meds, angel face…” You proposed, watching his expression change ever so slightly. Caught.
“What do you mean?” Gabriel tried to act innocent.
“I think you know just fine what I mean, Gabe, don’t you?” To coax the answer out of him, your fingers crept into the thick of his hair from his neck on upwards, tugging a bit more vigorously at a few strands.
“Hmhmm, h-hey…” It fell from his lips as something in between a whine and a bashful moan.
“Oh... “ You actively forgot yourself for a moment and pulled at his hair again to make Gabe squeak out once more.
“Mmmm…wanted your attention.” He confessed eventually, hiding his increasingly blushing face in the curve of your shoulder where the tip of his nose grazed right over your pulse point.
“See? Good boy.” You stopped tugging but left your fingers to brush through his soft hair repeatedly.
“Am I?” His warm breath gingerly blew over your exposed skin, sending a wave of treacherous goosebumps all over your chest, causing your nipples to perk up against the inside of your bra.
“Yes, most of the time you are.”; You led your eyes to wander from his face over his striped shirt down to his checkered shorts, a visible bulge pushing against the fabric, “But you’d be an even better boy for me if you’d take your meds, yeah? Do you think you can do that for me tomorrow, Gabe?”
“Maybe…”, He reluctantly started agreeing, “I can try…”
“That’s a start.”, You cooed into the crown of his head, desperately holding on to your reason to not get horribly side-tracked by Gabe’s openly showing arousal, “And when you want my attention you know where to find me, no? Just come and talk to me next time, yeah?”
One part of you felt terribly sorry for him as an individual whereas the other part pitied him for being a man in his early twenties, stuck in a psych ward with little to no privacy. You knew just all too well that there wasn’t much to do around besides playing cards, smoking an ungodly amount of cigarettes out of boredom, or jerking off given the next best opportunity to and you’d lie if you said that you hadn’t noticed it before…haven’t heard him getting off as you walked through the ward on patrol.
“I don’t mean it like that…” A new flush of red surged into his cheeks.
“Huh?” Before you even had so much as the chance to utter a fully formed question, Gabriel’s lips were on your jaw, softly pressing into your skin in an almost shy peck that sent your senses grasping for better judgment.
He did it again, his soft lips creeping closer towards yours this time.
“Mmmm…w-want your attention like that. Do you like that?” He quipped, his mouth latching on to the corner of your mouth curiously.
“No, Gabe, stop!” You forced yourself to pull your head away from him, looking at him with wide eyes as his glacier-blue stared right back.
“No?” He winced, his voice oozing with emotional hurt.
“Sorry, angel face, I’m so sorry. Yes, yes, I do like that very much but we can’t, do you understand that? I’ll get fired when someone finds out, Gabe.” It rambled out of your mouth, mind and body fighting for the high ground right now.
“Well, nobody has to find out, duh.” His brows furrowed, a dead-pan expression on his face as if your worries were the most unreasonable he’d ever heard.
“Gabe…listen.” He made you shut up by raising one hand to his mouth, imitating the motion of turning a key in a lock before tossing the key.
“ ‘M not gonna say anything, I promise, I’m going to be a good boy.” Hearing him talk to you like that, the pleading and begging in his eyes beaming right at you nearly threatened to kill you on the spot.
“Gabe..” Repeating his name in a weak attempt to pull yourself together did absolutely nothing, instead, the young man sitting all curled up in your lap leaned in to press a daring kiss directly to your lips this time.
“Please…”, He practically moaned into your slightly agape mouth, craving, “Had nobody to do all that with before.”
“No one?” You looked at him, an awkward sense of morally gray compassion mixed into your own arousal.
“Nuh-uh.” Gabriel shook his head softly, his eyes glued to your lips.
For a split second, you pondered, heavy thoughts racing through your mind like bullets until one hit the control panel, causing a collateral shutdown.
“Fuck it, come here.” Your own breath hitched as your hand reached out to cradle his face gently, pulling his head toward yours until you were the one to kiss him.
Gabriel’s little mewls and moans filled your ears whilst your other hand brushed down his chest, across the waistband of his shorts, your palm teasingly brushing over his hard cock that was straining against the fabric heavily.
“Do that again..please…” He whined into the kiss, hips squirming to get another touch of your hand against his hard-on.
“Ask nicely, Gabe.” You instructed him, feeling a certain wetness pooling between your thighs.
“Please touch me there again..”, Gabriel’s voice broke as he tried to stutter a plea, “P-pretty please!”
It nearly knocked the air from your lungs and you felt the intoxication flood your bloodstream as you granted him his wish, now stroking over his clothed cock with the full length of your hand, fingers tracing the silhouette.
“Hmm…feels so fucking good, please don’t stop.” After breaking from the kiss, he nuzzled his face back into the crook of your neck, his shallow breaths hitting your jaw at a desperate, needy pace.
“Didn’t plan to, don’t worry.”, You planted a quick smooch on his temple, feeling like you were about to lose your mind over him, “My goodness, you’re so hard right now, aren’t you, Gabe?”
“Uh-huh, f-feels so good already.” It sounded as if he was about to start crying again, this time out of newly found pleasures.
“Fuck, ah…no. Shit.” The words rambled out of Gabriel’s mouth and felt immediately why.
His hip rocked and quivered against the palm of your hand, his entire body grew tense as he clawed at your scrubs whilst a puddle of wet soaked through his shorts, his cock pulsing and throbbing underneath.
“Oh, don’t you worry about that. You’ll last a little longer next time.” You clutched his trembling torso against you, peppering his forehead with quick kisses, your heart hammering against your ribcage as a sense of realization started to dawn on you.
“Next time?” Gabriel hummed, a curious tone in his voice.
“We have the entire weekend now, don’t we?”
#tam rambles#asks are appreciated#asks are always open#rory culkin#gabriel#gabriel 2014#gabriel x reader#gabriel x fem!reader#gabriel smut
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pt. 2 to kissing rory culkin characters
A/N: i really liked writing the last one, so i decided to make a little sequel :).
includes: øystein aarseth (euronymous), kappa, clyde, clement, gabriel [why do like none of his characters have clarified last names]
💟 nsfw - mdni 💟
warnings: multifandom!rory, gn!reader, mentions of smut
the man in the back 😭
euronymous (lords of chaos) would be practicing guitar on his worn out couch, his fingers moving skillfully across the strings and his head nodding along with the rhythm. you'd be sitting at the other end of the couch, your knees bent and your back against the couch's arm. he'd finish the song he was practicing before looking to you for guidance, smiling at your enthusiastic grin as you compliment his work. he'd return your grin lazily, propping the guitar up against the coffee table before climbing over you, hands grabbing your knees and pulling them apart so he could settle between them. he would start kissing you, deep and steady, his hands running up your thighs to your hips, being oh so sweet to you. it would definitely escalate, he can never be slow with you for very long (sorry, i don't make the rules). long story short, it would end in you holding onto him for dear life, crying and begging for him to slow down while he rocks into you relentlessly :(.
kappa (black mirror) would be uncharacteristically soft when kissing you (not that you mind). he's a little rough with you when it comes to intimacy, but kissing? he'd keep that gentle and sweet. he'd be relaxing with a drink (or, let's be real, plotting some kind of diabolical plan), and hear you walk in, stopping what he's doing so he can give you a captivating smile. he'd beckon you over in an almost needy manner, which you'd gladly agree to. he'd have some old radio playing crackly music, the sound adding some ambiance as you straddle him. you'd expect him to be a hard, strict dom all the time, but he really isn't. he'd cup your face, and kiss you slow, his lips meshing against yours with saccharine tenderness. less than a half hour of kissing, teasing, and stripping later, he'd be holding your waist while you ride him, thrusting his hips up to meet your bounces. he'd still be kissing you so delicately while pounding you, spitting peremptory, backhanded praises in your ear all the while.
clyde (electrick children) would be so so gentle with you, going at your pace. like, you'd be laying in bed with your hands on his chest, his on your waist, your body basically pulled on top of his as he kisses you in a way that leaves your body thrumming. despite this, he'd still be making loving comments between kisses, the ones that make your face heat up and your heart race. things like 'you're so pretty' and 'all mine' would slip from his lips almost involuntarily. when you smile and try to hide your face he'd just start kissing you all over again :<. you can expect more comments like that if things escalate, he loves praising you like no other. he'd groan and whimper softly in your ear while grinding up against you, his hips rolling against yours as amorous, borderline vulgar encouragement poured out of his mouth.
clement (hick) would just be gushing over you every single time he got his lips on yours. he'd be so enamored with the intimacy of it, especially since it's with you. he'd be hanging out with you at his place, a movie playing on the tv. the film would be ignored, however, because you two would be too busy kissing each other deeply, sitting on the floor in front of the couch. he'd have one hand on the floor for stability, the other holding your jaw in his large hand so he could angle your face up to his. if you started to get needy, he'd tease you lovingly, mumbling how perfect you are against your lips before his hand would start to slip into your pants :3.
gabriel (gabriel) would get weak in the knees every time you kiss him, the intoxication of your admiration making his brain melt into putty. he'd come up behind you while you were making a snack of something, wrapping his arms around your waist and ducking down to bury his face in your neck. he would start kissing the soft skin tenderly, murmuring little pleads and coaxes for your attention. you'd smile and turn in his hold, deciding the snack could wait and wrapping your arms around his neck. he'd smile back down at you, hands brushing over your lower back whilst he leans down. he'd begin to kiss you at an even, patient pace, humming against you contently. he wouldn't even care if it wasn't the most romantic setting, as long as you were there. he would kiss you for so long, unable to get enough of you. if you two decided you wanted to take things further, his kisses would deepen amatorily, desperation growing as he tries to tug you in the direction of the bedroom. he would start begging you under his breath, quietly muttering how bad he needs you :(.
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A/N: i've never written for clyde before, i hope it wasn't too out of character 😭 i just got a little carried away.. again. clements was a little short, but his appearance in hick was very brief, so i didn't have much to work off of. anyways, hope you enjoyed :)!
#rory culkin#culkin cult#øystein aarseth#euronymous#kappa black mirror#kappa#clyde electrick children#clyde#clement#clement hick#gabriel#lords of chaos#black mirror#black mirror season 6#electrick children#hick 2011#hick#gabriel 2014#angelsnkisses#mdni
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🌻🌿 rory culkin kinktober masterlist 2024 🌿🌻
a/n: whoooo! since this was highly requested, I'm going to be doing the rory kinktober this year! 🤭 I'm going to be starting tomorrow, and try and catch up on the missed days!
Requests for one shots would be appreciated, if there's any particular characters you'd like to see with a specific prompt!! Enjoy pookies 🫶
1. Soft Dom/ Sub with Ollie Sway
2. Choking with Kappa
3. Knife Kink with Euronymous
4. Thigh Riding with Mike
5. Overstimulation with Danny Cooper
6. Mutual Masturbation with Clyde
7. Breeding with Samuel Lafferty
8. Orgasm Denial with Jack Thurlow
9. Exhibitionism with Kappa
10. Costumes with Charlie Walker
11. Cockwarming with Clay Roach
12. Blowjob with Possum
13. Aftercare with Gabriel
14. Pillow Humping with Samuel Lafferty
15. Corruption Kink with Euronymous
16. Body Worship with Danny Cooper
17. Filming with Charlie Walker
18. Praise Kink with Gabriel
19. Degradation with Jack Thurlow
20. Hair Pulling with Marcus
21. Premature Ejaculation with Ollie Sway
22. Somnophilia with Kappa
23. Fingering with Possum
24. Mirror Sex with Clyde
25. Size Kink with Mike
26. Lap Dance with Euronymous
27. Phone Sex with Jack Thurlow
28. Spanking with Samuel Lafferty
29. Squirting with Clay Roach
30. Begging with Marcus
31. Happy Halloween Surprise
#rory culkin#rory culkin x reader#kappa black mirror#kappa x reader#samuel lafferty#clyde electrick children#samuel lafferty x reader#mike 5lbs of pressure#jack thurlow x reader#ollie sway x reader#clay roach#clay roach x reader#gabriel 2014#euronymous x reader#eurory x reader#charlie walker x reader#marcus swarm#danny cooper x reader#possum welcome to willits
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im blessed.
#rory culkin#i love my man#charlie walker#danny cooper#gabriel 2014#jack thurlow#scream 4#clyde electrick children#electrick children#intruders 2015
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I love reading, watching and listening to sad things because they don’t make me sad I’m just like “welp that was lowkey relatable and really good, Haha. Let’s move on to the next thing.” That’s just me though.
#poetry#you don’t know me#girl interrupted#call me by your name#13 reasons why#the outsiders#dear evan hansen#sufjan stevens#the perks of being a wallflower#the smiths#that was then#this is now#girl in pieces#mysterious skin#zero day#five feet apart#requiem for a dream#Gabriel 2014#boys dont cry#badflower#the cure#girl in red#milk.#paul anka
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🅡🅞🅡🅨'🅢 🅒🅗🅐🅡🅐🅒🅣🅔🅡🅢 🅐🅢 ➎🅢🅞🅢 🅢🅞🅝🅖🅢
I promise i'm still working on my Kappa x new girl story, it will be out soon! I just want it to be perfect, so here's another Rory's character as songs
#i ❤️ rory culkin#rory culkin x reader#rory culkin#culkin brothers#ollie sway#the song of sway lake#dan cooper#intruders 2015#charlie walker#scream 4#clyde electrick children#electrick children#gabriel 2014
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If you still write for rory culkin characters, can you do a fic of the reader comforting gabriel through a really bad panic attack?
Gabriel (2014 x reader)
Contains: Panic attack mentions, fluff, Gabe feels guilty
“Just… uhm… breathe… it’s okay! I-it’s fine… you’re fine!” Gabriel’s panicked voice registered in my head as I took laboring breaths. I could feel his shaky hands on my shoulders. The twitching of his fingers giving me something to focus on. I open my eyes, light flood in the edges and form a halo of light around the man before you. His concerned face and furrowed brows making your heart tug in your chest. His brilliant blue eyes are glossy with tears as his lips tremble with something.
He doesn’t understand.
He thinks he caused this.
He thinks he’s hurting you.
Your shaky hands come up, cupping the sides of his face as your shaky breath begins to stabilize. You feel the tension leaving your body replaced with something else, something you’d rather just not focus on. Upon realizing you’re calm again Gabriel pulls you into a tight hug. His hands gripping desperately against your shirt as you feel him huffing your scent as he buries his face in your neck. His own anxiety now calling upon seeing you okay.
He’s doing his best.
He’s doing better for you.
He’s gonna keep you happy, you know?
You feel your heart beat slow as you rest your forehead on his shoulder to breathe.
He's doing better. 
He's taking the pills like he promised, going to appointments, cooperating… but he's also getting comfortable. He snuck out, taking a late night walk causing you to wake up in an empty bed. You panicked. He was still picking at his fingers in between running his hands through your hair, the need to touch you consuming him.
“I w-wont do it again…” he mumbled and your heart broke, you just held him tighter.
“S not your fault, Gabe.” you mumbled into the crook of his neck, your fingers burying in those brown curls you love. You shake your head against his neck as his hands mimic yours, grasping the back of your neck and leaning his forehead against yours.
“But… I caused it, didn't I?” he asks, his blue eyes gazing into yours. All you can do in nod numbly.
“You weren't here… if something happened to you…” you began and Gabe nodded, burying his face in your neck.
“I swear I wont do it again.” he pleaded and you nodded.
Its okay, its alright… lets just get to bed.” you mumbled into his hair, pressing soft kisses to his head. He nodded and helped you up and over to bed.
#gabriel 2014#gabriel x reader#gabriel 2014 x reader#rory culkin character x reader#rory culkin fanfic
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He couldn't win an ugly sweater contest because he makes bad sweaters look so good.
Hello everyone! First post because I'm new to the culkin cult! The obsession is real! 🖤
All info in my bio!
#rory culkin#lords of chaos#euronymous#culkin cult#rory culkin smut#jack goes home#gabriel 2014#jack thurlow#welcome to willits
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NOOOO I JUST GOT A NOTIFICATION THAT SAID “Gabriel is waiting” CUZ ITS ON MY WATCHLIST
IM SORRY GABE IM SO SORRY
I PROMISE I STILL LOVE YOU I DIDNT LEAVE YOU
#rory culkin#gabriel 2014#rory culkin gabriel#gabriel (2014)#gabriel/rory culkin#gabriel#IM SO SORRY POOKIE#IVE LET HIM DOWN#and i only have myself to blame
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