#Xavier plympton x Montana Duke

[starlightlangdon]

Pleasure Or Pain? | 18+ to read

Warnings: ( smut!! Sort of smut without plot?, don’t want to spoil anything but this is dark Xavier and Montana so mentions of homicide and sadistic Xavier and Montana! )

“Fuck, X! Fuck!”, Montana cries out. Sweat traces along her breasts as Xavier guides her up and down his cock. Normally it was Montana that takes charge when they have sex but Xavier had just finished his third kill this week and he was feeling good so he’s taken the reigns this time. Montana had no complaints to say about that, only moans.

Xavier’s fingers dig into her hips as he moves her back and forth against him. One of the few things Xavier loved about being a ghost is that they could have sex for hours on hours without getting tired. Just hours of pleasure.

“I am fucking you.” He nearly growls, his voice dripping with barely controlled lust. He pushes her down a little harder on his cock, making a moan slip past his lips.

Montana rolls her eyes, grinning at his words. “You’re such an idiot.” Her words come out shaky as her body bounces on top of him.

“Yeah?” He asks, his lips quirking slightly. He leans forward and starts sucking on her nipples. That was something that always got her going. Her moans grow louder and she grips onto Xavier’s bleach blond tips with a tight grip. Xavier continues, speaking against her breasts. “I’m not such an idiot when it comes to making you feel good, am I? I’m an expert at that”

She doesn’t want to admit that he’s right, she doesn’t want his ego to up any higher than it already is. But her moans speak for themselves. She groans, “Shut up and make me cum already.”

Then… they hear a whine come from the corner of the room. It’s a human girl they picked up a few hours ago, just before they snuck into the cabin together. The girl is tied to one of the old wooden chairs in the cabin and one of Xavier’s headbands is stuffed in her mouth, effectively gagging her. She watches on with wide eyes, a mixture of fear and desire in her eyes. She struggles to look away from them, just like she has the past few hours.

Xavier pulls away from Montana’s breasts for a moment to look at the girl, making Montana pout. “Don’t worry, Honey!” They had promised her that she would get a turn once Montana cummed, which is why she is whining. She knows that time is coming up. “We won’t let you miss out on the fun!”

Montana laughs and pulls Xavier in for a kiss. Their moans collide with one another. The girl in the corner can’t help but watch on as she waits for the inevitable…

their turn with her.

[redroses07]

𝖠𝖧𝖲 1984 <3

[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

[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..."

[violentdelightsproductions]

AHS: Thanksgiving ft Brooke Thompson, Xavier Plympton, Montana Duke, Chet Clancy, Rey Powell and Sheriff Eric Newlon (oh! and the Jon Carver serial killer)

Thanksgiving is the perfect time for a friends trip, when the air is cool and the leaves are crisp. A turkey can be bought and cooked anywhere, but fun with friends is priceless. So what can possibly go wrong? Another serial killer of course! In this festive chapter the gang comes across a sadistic Thanksgiving inspired serial killer that terrorizes the small town they had the misfortune to visit. Will our favorite gang live to enjoy some pumpkin pie and see Black Friday? Tune in to find out on tonight's special episode!

Happy Thanksgiving🍁🍁

[giggle-at-the]

you only have to survive me until dawn

AHS 1984 x Cabin in the Woods crossover, Xavier Plympton x Dana Polk

[eatmeeraw]

INTRODUCTION POST.

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i’m circe, i’m a writer and an aspiring actress. she/they ; 18 ; cisgender(?) ; lesbian. hyperfixation on scream, especially jill roberts. i cannot say i’m talented, my writing isn’t necessarily good, but i enjoy venting my thoughts and ideas via such act, and that’s the motive i created this account. english isn’t my first language, please have patience with me and try to understand my position.

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WHAT DO I WRITE? WITH WHAT CHARACTERS?

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angst, fluff, comedy, and smut. i will add a warning everytime one of my written creations will include suggestive context, or straight up detailed sex scenes. probably will write only character x fem!reader, having a preference for wlw stories. will try to write something about the men i will write down with the rest of the characters now. REQS ARE OPEN.

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Fandoms

— Scream ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. )

Characters i write for:

Scream 1: Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Tatum Riley, Sidney Prescott, Gale Weathers;

Scream 2: Sidney Prescott, Gale Weathers, Dewey Riley (maybe);

Scream 3: Sidney Prescott, Gale Weathers, Dewey Riley (maybe);

Scream 4: Jill Roberts ( <3!! ), Sidney Prescott, Gale Weathers, Dewey Riley (maybe), Charlie Walker, Kirby Reed;

Scream 5: Tara Carpenter, Sam Carpenter, Amber Freeman, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Chad Meeks-Martin.

Scream 6: Quinn Bailey/Kirsch, Tara Carpenter, Sam Carpenter, Ethan Landry/Kirsch.

p.s.: can do cross-overs between movies.

— The Substance

Characters i write for:

Sue, Elisabeth Sparkle.

— Miller’s Girl

Characters i write for:

Cairo Sweet, Winnie Black.

— American Horror Story

Will be added soon.

— Stranger Things

Characters i write for:

Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington.

— Hades

Characters i write for:

Aphrodite, Nyx, Thanatos.

— Wednesday

Will be added soon.

— Marvel

Characters i write for:

Felicia Hardy, ATSV characters (Hobie, Miguel, etc.), Peter Parker.

— You

Characters i write for:

Love Quinn, Guinevere Beck, Joe Goldberg ( maybe ).

— Jennifer’s Body

Characters i write for:

Jennifer Check.

This is not all, i will probably upload as i get into more fandoms and study more characters.

— AHS (American Horror Story)

S1, S3 , S8 and S9 for now

Characters i write for:

Violet Harmon, Tate Langdon, Cordelia Goode, Madison Montgomery, Zoe Benson, Kyle Spencer, Misty Day, maybe Marie Laveau, maybe Fiona Goode, Michael Langdon, Xavier Plympton, Brooke Thompson, Montana Duke.

— Mean Girls

Characters i write for:

The plastics.

MY BOTS

(reqs are open)

DNI

minors shall not interact with the stories i say are strictly 18+. basic dni criteria. if you don’t like women, LEAVE. if you don’t support palestine, LEAVE. if you are a radical feminist, LEAVE. if you’re sensitive to blood, swearing, violence, and similar things. leave for your own safety, they will be the main themes on my account, unfortunately.

your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

[tjthekpoplover]

Masterlist Pt 1

Masterlist Pt2

Masterlist Pt3

Request

Julieta Madrigal

Nothing Yet

Pepa Madrigal

Nothing Yet

Isabela Madrigal

Nothing Yet

Luisa Madrigal

Nothing Yet

Rochelle

Why Are You So Obsessed With Me?

He’s Too Ugly!

Nancy Downs

Mine…

He’s Too Ugly!

Why are You So Obsessed With Me?

Bonnie

Bonnie Harper X Slayer!Fem!Reader

Why Are You So Obsessed With Me?

He’s Too Ugly!

Cheryl Blossom

Nothing Yet

Veronica Lodge

Cuddles

Betty Cooper

Nothing Yet

Robin Buckley

Nothing Yet

Eleven

Nothing Yet

Mad Max

Nothing Yet

Allison Reynolds

Affectionate And Cuddly S/O

Claire Standish

Affectionate And Cuddly S/O

Veronica Sawyer

Nothing Yet

Heather Duke

Nothing Yet

Alcina Dimitrescu

G!P Alcina

Favorite Pet

Sex With Alcina PT 1

Sex With Alcina PT 2

Taller S/O

FTM Smut

Donna Beneviento

Nothing Yet

Daniela Dimitrescu

Alpha Oneshot

Bela Dimitrescu

Is This Love?

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Cassandra Comforting Injured S/O

Spencer Hastings

Nothing Yet

Emily Fields

General Headcanon

Hanna Marin

Nothing Yet

Violet Harmon

Nothing Yet

Lana Winters

Nothing Yet

Mary Eunice

Nothing Yet

Misty Day

Nothing Yet

Cordelia Goode

Nothing Yet

Bette And Dot Tattler

Nothing Yet

Sally McKenna

Nothing Yet

Audrey Tindal

Nothing Yet

Ally Mayfair-Richards

Nothing Yet

Winter Anderson

Nothing Yet

Mallory

Nothing Yet

Wilhemina Venable

Nothing Yet

Montana Duke

Nothing Yet

Margaret Booth

Nothing Yet

Xavier Plympton

Nothing Yet

Lark

Nothing Yet

Ursula Khan

Nothing Yet

Calico

Nothing Yet

Hannah

Nothing Yet

Barbra

Nothing yet

Tsunade

Nothing Yet

Sasuke

Nothing Yet

Naruto

Nothing Yet

[ahs-source]

Welcome to the first Fanfiction Friday! Thank you to those who submitted all of these brilliant works! Please check out these writers and spread the love! (note: this is a long post and, as such will be tagged as #long post and #FF Friday for anyone to blacklist, if so desired). 

Heavy Dirty Soul (Completed) by HadesRuinsEverything (AO3) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Reader | Tags: Slow Burn, Rape/Non-con Elements, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Past Rape/Non-con, Slow Build, Angst, Choking, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Cock Warming, Possession, Blindfolds, Blasphemy, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Demonic Possession, Dark, Heavy Angst, Dialogue Heavy, Sharing a Bed, Strangers to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Chess | Completed (17/17 Chapters) | 83359 words | Canon Divergent 

“There’s a lot of things I can’t give you. I always worry that’ll it’ll never be enough… That I’m not enough for you.”

He stays quiet for a bit.

“You’re enough to bring a fucking God to his knees.”

Requiem: Into the Unknown (Completed) by EmWrites4 (AO3) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Original Female Character, Michael Langdon x Original Male Character, Michael Langdon x Devan Campbell | Tags: depictions of graphic violence, Eventual Smut, Language, Blood Kink, death kink, blaspheming, Horror, Action/Adventure, Cthulhu Mythos, Trickster Gods, Accidental Voyeurism, Masturbation, Non-con cutting, Religious Discussion, Science Fiction, Supernatural Elements, Epic Bromance | Completed (9/9 chapters) | 23487 words | AU / Post-Canon Divergent

Michael Langdon, once the antichrist, was killed and transported body and soul to Hell. Demoted to Angel of Death by his Dark Father while his younger brother Devan Campbell is groomed for the throne, Michael gets a break for an island vacation to escape work and the looming threat of his brother’s reign. What he finds there is an even greater threat beyond his imagination.

stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead (Completed) by thedivinemove (AO3) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Mallory | Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Canon, Post-Canon Fix-It, Murder, Witchcraft, Antichrist, Rough Sex, Time Travel | Completed (1/1 chapters) | 4125 words | Post-Canon Fix-It

It keeps happening. They live an endless circle, even as time moves forward. She kills him, he comes back. The story repeats itself, more or less the same. They’re a snake eating its tail, a pentagram with no beginning or end.

Or: Mallory keeps reliving her nightmares. Michael gets killed. Repeatedly.

Tag, you’re it (Completed) by gelukstraan (AO3) / @stupidocupido​​ (Tumblr)  Relationships: Michael Langdon x Reader | Tags:  Rape/Non-con Elements, Smut, mastrubation, plot heavy, Bondage, Unhealthy Relationships, Stalking, Mildly Dubious Consent, Dubious themes, dark themes, Fluff, Angst, Cat/Mouse games, Obsession, Song Based, Degradation, Slapping, Suicide Attempt, References to Depression | Completed (2/2 chapters) | 30203 words | Post-Canon Divergent | Tumblr Link

‘Running through the parking lot, he chased me and he wouldn’t stop. Tag you’re it, tag, tag, you’re it.’

Witch!reader has an ache for her worst enemy. To get rid of this feeling she visits him in hell, but her plan does not go as she expected it to go…

turns out california is more than just a state of mind (WIP) by everythinghappensforareason17 (AO3) / @everythinghappens-love (Tumblr) Relationships: Montana Duke x Brooke Thompson x Xavier Plympton, Xavier Plympton x Brooke Thompson, Montana Duke x Brooke Thompson, Xavier Plympton x Montana Duke, Donna Chambers x Brooke Thompson | Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pre-Canon, Backstory, Character Study, Threesome - F/F/M, POV Alternating, Heavy Angst, Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Manipulation, Polyamory, Triggers, Hopeful Ending, Hurt No Comfort, Or little comfort, Physical Abuse, body issues, Eating Disorders, Bisexual Male Character, Bisexuality, Religion, Past Sexual Abuse, Murderers, Recreational Drug Use, Drug Addiction, First Time, Voyeurism | Last Updated: 2020-02-29 (2/? chapters) | 7424 words | Canon Divergent

(And in the end, she guessed she had. She should have known that death was better than nothingness .)

And life goes on like that for such a long time…

Brooke in the shadows, watching…waiting.  

And with Montana out there, living…getting drunk… causing bar fights…doing drugs and aerobics��chasing men and women…and laughing…just laughing the night away.

.

And then she meets Xavier.

They’re never gonna give you love like ours

Unhallowed Wretch (WIP) by SisteroftheMoon (AO3) / @guiltyfiend (Tumblr) Relationship: Michael Langdon x Reader | Tags: Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Angst, Angst and Fluff and Smut | Last Updated: 2020-03-23 (6/? chapters) | 33757 words | AU / Period Piece

Reader is a girl who is bought from her caretaker, and sent to live with the Langdon's as a "companion" for their son, Michael. He's not the son of the Devil, but he might as well be.

“I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.” ― Daphne duMaurier, Rebecca

waiting for a girl like you (Completed) by melodylangdon (AO3) / @melodylangdon (Tumblr) Relationships: Michael Langdon x Reader, Michael Langdon x Madison Montgomery | Tags: NSFW, Apocalypse, Consensual Sex, Smut, Dirty Talk (additional tags in chapter summaries) | Completed (11/11 chapters) | 30009 words | AU / Modern Day / College

Michael Langdon is a player and reader knew him when they were kids. He was rude to her but they both grew up. They go their separate ways and later cross paths again in college. Michael and the reader have a class together. She remembers him and can’t help but feel an attraction towards him. The feeling is mutual. He ends up becoming her Italian tutor and they come to know each other again. The problem is that although they are both single, Michael hooks up with a lot of girls. Will their rekindled friendship turn into something more or will they be friends with benefits?

You knew who I was with every step that I ran to Pudú (Completed) by Lobo_Steel (AO3) / @crossdressingpirate (Tumblr) Relationship: Michael Langdon x Mallory | Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Telekinesis, Clairvoyance, dream walking, Animal Transformation, Frottage, Choking, Past harm to an animal, Crack Treated Seriously, Vaginal Sex | Completed (2/2 chapters) | 10885 words | Post-Canon Divergent

Langdon stops mid-attack and looks down at her, confused. Why does he look like a giant? Mallory tries to scurry away, but something trips her up and sends her down on her stomach. Her vision is obstructed by a mass of grey. Is that my dress?! She manages to free a limb, sees fur, and screams.

Oh God, oh God, holy shit!

She’s got hooves.

Mallory wriggles the rest of the way out of her fabric prison and spins in a tight circle, trying to see her body. She catches a glimpse of four stubby legs and reddish-brown fur with spots.

WHAT IN THE EVERLIVING FUCK—  

A big hand seizes her by the scruff of the neck and gives her a hard shake.

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[sadorangejuice]

Love me more by mitski has singlehandedly pushed me back into me ahs 1984 obsession so if anyone is like dying for a Xavier fic send me your requests.

[gothicknightz]

SLAUGHTER CAMP — XAVIER PLYMPTON

PART ONE; CRUEL SUMMER

(warnings; swearing, mild violence)

MUSIC PUMPS through the speaker as a varied mix of guys and girls sweat in an aerobics class led by a blonde George Micheal. 

A blonde in a black unitard thrust her hips with each instruction by the leader of the group, Xavier, followed by multiple ups and downs, also including more hip thrusts, rolls, and side leg lifts. 

“It’s hard but it’s worth it!” Xavier yells as the class continues, going down for the lower body raise, which shifts to leg lifts afterwards. 

A few other things stick out like a sore thumb during the class, with two brunettes eyeing each other down during thrusts; the guy raising his shirt just enough so that the girl could see his abs. 

Not long after class, people were pumped, hearts were racing, and sweat stuck to bodies. But that didn’t stop a certain girl from making a comment. 

“It’s gonna be one hell of a summer if you keep on working us like that, Plympton.”

“It won’t be hell as long as you’re in it, beautiful.”

 —

“Hi!” A blonde says, talking to a certain brunette. 

When she doesn’t respond, the girl pipes up again, “I’m not a lez, just friendly.” Despite her previous comment, the blonde checks out the other girl, “Rad bod though, like that girl on Cheers.” 

The blonde smiles, “I noticed you ogling my buddy Chet’s mound. You want me to introduce you?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. The whole reason most people come to Slimmercise class is to hook up.”

“Not for me.”

The blonde gasps, “The last American virgin.”

—

“She was stabbed like, three times.” The blonde tells a group of guys, alongside a girl. “Her throat was cut so badly she was basically decapitated.”

The blonde from earlier comes from behind the other, “Describing your last date?”

He chuckles, “Hilarious, no.”

“There was a murder a couple of days ago in Glassell Park. My cousin works for LAPD homicide, and they’re convinced whoever did it is responsible for a bunch of other unsolved murders in town.”

A girl crossed her arms, “You sure it wasn’t you sleepwalking again, Xavier?”

“Yeah, you wish.” Xavier gave the girl the finger before a brunette piped up. 

“I heard serial killers become more active in the summer months when it’s hot.”

The entire group put their focus on Brooke, “Because people sleep with their windows open at night.”

“Hmm. This is Brooke. She’s new in town.” The other blonde from earlier, known as Montana introduced the new comer to everyone else. “Brooke, this is Xavier, Cassie, Ray, and Chet.”

“Hey. How do you guys know each other?”

“Well, it’s LA; do any of us really know each other?”

Ray pushed himself away from the table, “We collected each other over the last couple of years. Xavier and Montana met in traffic — and dated for a hot second.”

Xavier interjected Ray’s statement; “’Met in traffic’ is a nice way of saying that I missed one of the last auditions for MASH because she rear-ended me.”

Cassie laughed, “It was funny cause I managed to see that on the way there.”

“Oh, I know.” Xavier rolled his eyes, “I saw you, and thought, that could’ve been me.”

“Anyway... my cousin was saying that they think that this guy's gonna go on a rampage, like Son of Sam did in the summer of ‘77.” 

Everyone’s attentioned turned to Xavier, waiting for a continuation, “Which is why I'm getting out of town for the next couple of months. I got a gig as a counselor at a summer camp they're opening up a couple of hours from here.”

“You guys should all come.”

—

Footsteps echo around the small apartment, a luminous figure quick to silencing a brunette. “Shut up,” They say, as the brunette keeps crying, “Where’s the jewelry?”

“Get it for me!”

The brunette struggles to get the jewelry, as the figure’s patience is tested. 

“Is that it? All of it?”

The figure swears, “You’re gonna be famous... You’re gonna die by the hands of the Night Stalker.”

As the brunette hits the ‘Night Stalker’ in the head with a pan, a concerned neighbour asks if she’s okay, and proceeds to tell her that the cops are on their way.

“I wil find you.” The figure threatens,

“Satan will show me.”

[starlightlangdon]

Summer Of Fun - Xavier Plympton x Montana Duke x Reader | 18+ to read

Let me know if you would like to be tagged in future posts!

( warnings: smut!!, threesome, degradation?, edging!, blue balls, bisexual!fem!reader)

You were practically seeing stars, and not just the ones staring down at you from the sky. It’s your first night at camp redwood. Everyone is still inside the girls cabin, drinking the beer that Trevor brought and enjoying one of the few nights at camp where the campers won’t be here.

First it was Montana that snuck you out of the group.

“I’m going to go down to the bathrooms. Y/n, why don’t you come with? Us girls gotta stick together! Especially at night with night stalkers lurking around.” Montana teases that last part for Brooke’s sake, making Brooke huff.

Montana had such a charming way of speaking, as if her motives were purely innocent with wanting you to come with her. But it was anything but innocent.

“Uhm. Yeah. Okay. Probably safer to go in pairs since it’s dark.”

That’s what you convinced yourself. You were just being safe… helpful. But you knew as soon as she got you alone, you were done for.

Montana smiles as you stand up, her arm linking with yours.

“Exactly. Isn’t she great, Xav?” She pulls you a little closer to her. “So glad you’re here with us this summer.”

Xavier smirks, a knowing look in his eye. “Yeah. We could use all the help we could get here.” He chuckles, a few of the others joining in. No one was really here for the campers, they were either escaping something or just looking for a good time.

Xavier was the one who invited you to join them this summer. You didn’t really know anyone else besides Xavier and Montana, and you aren’t a huge fan of kids, but something told you to come. Something practically begged you to come.

You have to bite the inside of your lip to stop the blush that’s threatening to make an appearance on your face. “Yeah. It’ll be fun…”

You had no idea just how fun it would be though.

You never made it to the bathrooms. Montana took you on a little detour, using the excuse that she wanted to show them to you since you were a little late on the tour and didn’t get to see them when everyone else did.

You believed the excuse. Or maybe you just convinced yourself that it was innocent enough while deep down knowing it wasn’t true. You didn’t care. Montana had a hold on you that you weren’t sure you wanted to escape from.

So did Xavier.

Xavier conveniently showed up at the showers, saying he was looking for what was taking you two so long. Innocent enough, right? Nice of him.

Those excuses quickly came crumbling down as you got into one of the shower stalls. You’re sandwiched between Xavier and Montana. You’re all half naked, none of you having wasted any time to strip down. Xavier’s shorts have been forgotten, tossed on the shower floor beside you. Montana’s top and bra are beside Xavier’s shorts, along with your own shorts and panties.

Xavier is behind you, his left hand digging into your hip slightly to keep you bent over in the perfect position for them. He is deep inside you, rocking back and forth slowly. For now at least. While his other hand is wrapped loosely around your throat.

Montana is standing in front of you, her eyes burning with an intoxicating mixture of excitement and desire. Her fingers are working away at your clit, making you buck and whine even more than you already are for Xavier. Her touch is gentle but with the added stimulation of Xavier inside you, it feels so overwhelming.

Your lips are on Montana’s breasts, sucking hungrily on her nipples. Your whines are a little muffled with your lips wrapped around her but they’re making sure that you’re loud enough for their liking.

“Mm..” “Xavier moans. As lust floods his senses, his tone is clearly strained as he fights the urge to be rougher with you. “What a naughty girl… letting anyone walk by and see you like this.” The reminder of the non existent privacy the outdoor showers offer makes your cheeks grow an even brighter shade red. “You want everyone to see, don’t you? You want everyone to see how desperate you are…”

Montana chuckles, her tone low and seductive as she speaks close to your ear. “No shame… no dignity. Just a pretty girl making use of that pretty mouth…” She hums, pleased. She starts working your clit a little more, making you whine even more. “I did always love seeing you smile… imagining what else your lips could do if they only had the chance..”

You’re getting closer and closer to an orgasm. They can tell by how your legs start shaking beneath you.

Xavier’s lips start to attack your neck, leaving sloppy kisses and love bites that you were going to have to hide tomorrow. “What a good girl.” He practically growls the praise against your skin. “Who’s our good girl?”

You pull away from Montana’s chest just enough to say, “M-me” , before Montana is pushing you back where you belong. Xavier’s fingers press a little more into your throat, not enough to hurt but just enough to constantly remind you that he’s there.

Xavier can feel you clench around him as he squeezes your neck. His smirk grows, sounding a little cocky now. “Oh? That feel good, y/n..? Pretty baby clenching around me.. “ He practically purrs. He squeezes your throat a little more. “you desperate for me?”

You pull away from Montana’s chest again to whine at them. “Yes… both of you. I- both of you.”

They are more than satisfied with that response. “Good girl” They say in unison. Xavier’s tone is more lustful, while Montana almost sounds a little proud of you.

“Hm”, Montana hums, a little smile on her face. She almost looks like she’s about to reward you. Her free hand reaches up and tilts your chin to look at her. She takes a moment to admire the sight of your exhausted, needy gaze. Then… her fingers leave your clit, making you whimper from the loss of contact. “Turn around”

Xavier pulls out of you, making your eyes widen. You were so close to the edge… just a little more. But you listen to Montana in hopes that their touch will continue. Xavier lowers his hand from your neck and you turn around to see him smirking at you, eyeing you up and down. Proudly observing the mess they’ve made out of you.

Without warning, Xavier turns on the shower, making you gasp loudly as the shower head rains cold water down on all of you.

“Let us clean you up…. make you look a little more presentable so we can get back to the party in the girls cabin.”

You glare a little now, your thighs clenching together slightly as you try to cope with the ache in between your legs. The ache for more of them.

“What..? I-.. we’re done?”

Montana chuckles. “No sweetie..” She says as if what you said was cute. “We have all summer to do things to you”

Xavier grins and gives a little smack to your ass. Thankfully this time you can blame the blush on your face for the shower starting to warm up.

“Come on…”

The rest of the night is spent with you longing for more.

That is, until Xavier sneaks into the girls cabin that night.

They weren’t done with you.

Not by a long shot.

[melodymunson]

looking for american horror story roleplays 👀

I'm 33 female writer looking for any 18+ writing partners for discord for the American Horror Story and Cody Fern fandom. I only double.

Ships I'm willing to do and for doubling up. I am looking for a Michael Langdon from AHS apocalypse to rp against my OC. Other ships I will roleplay for you.

Michael Langdon x OC

Tate Langdon x OC

Gallant x Michael

Kyle Spencer x OC

Jimmy Darling x OC

Dandy Mott x OC

Tristan Duffy x OC

The Countess x OC

Montana Duke x OC

Xavier Plympton x Montana

Xavier Plympton x OC

Kit Walker x OC

Kai Anderson x OC

Winter Anderson x OC

Madison Montgomery x OC

Madison x Zoe Benson

Tate x Violet Harmon

James Patrick March x OC

James Patrick x the Countess

Chet Clancy x OC

Michael x Mead (platonic)

Kai x Winter (platonic)

Lana Winters x OC

Cordelia Goode x OC

Misty Day x Cordelia

Misty Day x OC

Zoe x OC

Zoe x Kyle

Kyle x Madison

Madison x Michael

Hypodermic Sally x OC

Billie Dean Howard x OC

Dot Tattler x OC

Bette Tattler x OC

Venable x OC

Ally Mayfair Richards x OC

Trevor Kirchner x OC

Trevor x Montana

I love a good romance and smut/nsfw is definitely allowed (besides the platonic pairings obviously) as long as it doesnt take up more than 50-60% of the storyline!

I'm in the EST time zone. We can talk about reply length and how often to reply upon discussion. Serious inquiries only.

If interested and serious just like this or comment on this post and I'll reach out to you.

[auroracalisto]

beware the macabre

summary: you go with your boyfriend to camp redwood after his friends talked him into checking out what it had to offer around halloween. word count: 746 words warnings: slight au, where instead of being there for the summer, the 1984 crew visits the camp during halloween, cussing, major character death, blood, stabbing, montana using pussy as an insult a/n: wrote this as a submission for my challenge! using the following prompts: "Can we leave before we're all possessed?" "This place scares the hell out of me."

A chill ran up your spine.

"Can we leave before we're all possessed?" Xavier asked, standing right behind you.

You jumped at the sound of his voice, but his hand that soon rested on your arm quickly soothed your momentary fright. You looked back at your boyfriend, your eyebrows furrowed.

"We're gonna be possessed?" you asked, your anxiety getting the best of you.

Xavier's eyes widened. "No, just, uh, just a figure of speech. You know that," he said. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close, looking over at Chet and Montana. "Really, guys. This isn't fun anymore."

Montana rolled her eyes. "You're all a bunch of pussies. You're fine. I'm fine," she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Chet shined his flashlight on the two of you, raising an eyebrow. "You can leave if you want. No one's making you stay."

Xavier frowned deeply. He knew if he left, his friends would never let him hear the end of it. But you, on the other hand, were quite literally terrified. The chill of October, the only light other than handheld flashlights being that of the full moon, and the fact that this stupid camp was supposedly haunted was starting to get to him, as well.

"This place scares the hell out of me," Brooke nervously said, sticking close to Ray. He placed an arm over her shoulders as Montana groaned.

"Then leave, you guys. Seriously."

You leaned back in Xavier's embrace, frowning deeply. Leaves rustled, just beyond the cabin you stood by. But there was no wind. Despite the chill of autumn, the wind had been stagnant for some time. Your hand quickly reached up, gripping onto your boyfriend's.

"Did you guys hear that?" you asked.

Montana rolled her eyes. "Stop it, [Your name]."

"What?" you looked at her defensively. "I'm not lying."

Xavier frowned deeply. "What did you hear, babe?"

You shook your head, swallowing thickly. Hesitantly, you pulled away from your boyfriend, pushing back whatever fear you had as you walked over to the tree line. You turned your flashlight on, shining it through the bushes.

It was quiet. There was nothing there.

You looked over your shoulder, softly sighing. "I'm sorry, it must've just been some animal," you said. "I'm not good with this sort of stuff."

You stood back up and turned around, seeing your boyfriend's face distort into that of horror.

"Xav?" you asked, warmth spreading across your stomach. "What's wrong?"

"[Your name]," he quickly spoke. "Don't – don't move, babe," he shakily said.

Montana's hand gripped onto Chet's arm as she watched, her eyes wide and a mystified expression taking over her features.

"Tana?" you began, as the warmth from your stomach slowly began to turn into an indescribable pain. You looked down, seeing a knife protruding from your abdomen. Blood trickled down your front, and would surely gush if the knife was removed.

No one was around – there wasn't anyone that could have done something like that.

When Xavier realized you were standing there alone, he rushed forward, quickly taking you in his arms. "Hey, baby, look at me," he said, attempting to lower you to the ground.

Your legs shook as he moved you. Pain rippled through your body.

"Be careful," Ray quickly said, rushing forward. "You're gonna hurt them," he said, getting to his knees beside you. "Was there a phone?" he asked, looking towards Xavier. "We need to call for an ambulance."

"There was one," Brooke said. "It wasn't working when I tried using it earlier."

"Shit," Ray cursed, looking down at you.

Your eyes were hazy and unfocused.

"Keep her awake," Ray ordered Xavier.

Your boyfriend reached forward and cupped your cheeks, his hands trembling. "Shit, shit, shit, we shoulda never come out here, baby," Xavier lamented. "You said it was a bad idea. I should've listened."

"Not your fault," you weakly said, smiling up at him. Your teeth were stained a light pink from the blood slowly spilling from the corners of your mouth.

"Ray, what the fuck is happening? Are they gonna die?" Xavier asked.

Ray didn't answer, looking at his friend.

"Fuck," Xavier cursed. "Fuck, fuck," he said, pressing a hurried kiss to your lips. "I love you, baby, you know that, right?"

Xavier didn't get an answer. 

The last thing you saw before visited by a wave of darkness was your boyfriend's eyes, and the thing that stabbed you slowly creeping up behind him.

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[violentdelightsproductions]

AHS: 1984 x Freddy VS Jason:

Friday the 13th. A lovely day to start a three day weekend. And check out a potential side gig. The Legendary Camp Crystal Lake is once again looking for counselors. Easy job with many perks. Beautiful scenery,, fantastic view, fresh air, many activities. And one undead serial killer. This Friday the 13th Jason is awake. And he is not alone. Freddy, the infamous dream demon is back too. With a vengeance. It's time for the world to be scared again. But there is only place for one predator in these woods. There only so many poor unfortunate souls to be slayed and both monsters want their shares. So this Friday the 13th the gang finds themselves stuck in the most unlucky place: stuck between a battle to the death between two unstoppable serial killers. Will they manage to get out of this one in one piece? And will the fight between Freddy and Jason provide them a chance to escape? Tune in tonight to find out in the brand new Friday The 13th episode. You don't want to fall asleep and miss it. Freddy's Back. And if you think that these are only ghost stories to tell around the camp fire, go on...Spend a Friday night in Crystal Lake. With us.

Staring (in order of appearance): Brooke Thompson Xavier Plympton Montana Duke Ray Powell Chet Clancy With: Freddy Krueger and Jason Vorhees

[lexwritess]

ahs masterlist

requests are open!!

xavier plymton

i’ll miss you

why’d you only call me when your high?

montana duke

nothing yet

jimmy darling

nothing yet

madison montgomery

jealous

michael langdon

broken promises (personal favortie)

tate langdon

there’s nothing wrong with you

violet harmon

nothing yet

kit walker

nothing yet

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i’ll prob accept other characters these are just the ones i can imagine writing for <3