#american horror story fic 1984

[redroses07]

𝖠𝖧𝖲 1984 <3

[auroracalisto]

oh god, i want to feel again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What else happened here?

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

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

Something brushed against your foot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That outfit.

The blues and whites and that signature coat.

Were you dreaming?

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

It was okay.

It would be worth it.

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

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

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

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

But then, you heard a voice.

"Y/n?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ghost?" was the only thing you said.

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

"My... my friends—"

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

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

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

Xavier rose an eyebrow.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You lost track of time.

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

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

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

"Can we talk? Outside?"

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

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

"What?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I..."

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[rosyredlipstick]

slasher fic,,, my love. HOW ARE SLASHER NICO AND WILL IN YOUR MIND. And conchell. Ofc conchell. I LOVED that fic so much I read it like, 4 times but skipped most of the angst,,, which is like half the fic BUT shh. Everytime I think of the freezer? Scene? I want to die a little bit he was there for so long. HFKSKFKKF

SLASHER FIC MY BELOVED <3 honestly i am so so so hoping the best for them even though nico is 1000% haunted by the mask BUT he does get his answers when the Halloween-esque sequel with mitchell's siblings happens so ! at the very least he's only tortured by the thought for like. 3 years or something who knows :)

also in the hypothetical/only exists in my head sequel mitchell+connor appear mostly in the background of scarletts horror girl movie plot UNTIL the big climax where they arrive home JUST IN TIME and just IMMEDIATELY jump into action no thought no hesitation, im talking grabbing the chefs knife from the block and just teamwork taking down this random dude in a mask (like good old times <3)

ahhh the freezer scene <3 that was one of the last things i added to that chapter! i was watching american horror story 1984 in the background of fic writing and trying to figure out what the hell stefan was doing all night and then i saw the, uh, whole locked-in an-oven scene (a bit much) (i could never run stefans skin he would never forgive me) and did the exact opposite lmao

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[jo-harrington]

As Above, So Below - Series Masterlist

Van Helsing - Kas!Eddie/Fem!OC - Soulmates

This story is told from 2nd Person POV (you/your)

Minors DNI - This fic is for 18+ readers only.

Summary: In order to undo a centuries-long curse, you travel to Hawkins to defeat a great evil and close the gates to Hell once and for all. Unfortunately, you uncover many unsettling secrets including some about your lost love, Eddie Munson.

Warnings (in no particular order): Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Smut (Specifics Tagged in Chapters), Major and Minor Character Deaths, Violence, Gore, Body Horror, Blood, Manipulation, Transformation, Corruption, Religious Elements, Criticism of Religion, Biblical and Other Literary and Pop Culture References

This story is going to be EXTREMELY HEAVY to write, so I will not be putting out a posting schedule. Chapters will get posted as they are completed.

OC is of European/Italian-American descent on her father's side and her mother's side can be left up to interpretation. She is loosely Roman Catholic and you will see why I say loosely if you read. I will not be giving her a name, or any major physical descriptors if I can help it but her cultural identity is integral to this story.

Note: You do not need to have seen Van Helsing (2004) to understand the premise of this fic. You should, however, read the prequels.

Prequels: Heaven - Hell - Purgatory

Hymns of Heaven: A series of "additions" to the prequel timeline based on cryptid and monster requests. April 1984 Mothman - April 1984 Immortal Snail - May 1984 Splinter Cat - May 1984 Sully - June 1984 Chupacabra - July 1984 Will-o'-the-Wisp - August 1984 Manticore - August 1984 Frogman - September 1984 Fresno Nightcrawler - September 1984 Thunderbird/Horned Serpent - October 1984 The Kraken - Halloween 1984 Werewolf - December 1984 Freddy Kreuger - December 1984 The Guardians - Christmas Eve 1984 Loch Ness Monster - January 1985 Manananggal - April 1985 Oneiroi - Unknown in the UD Inner Monster - Unknown in the UD Nachzehrer

Related Blurbs: Limbo - Genesis

Gratia. - Charitas. - Solamen.

Prequel Playlist

Chapters: Prologue - Annunciation 1 - Illumination 2 - Descendió a los Infiernos 3 - Crucible 4 - Malum Malus 5 - Via Domus 6 - Revelation 7 - Exodus 8 - Miserere Mei 9 - Deus in Absentia 10 - Atonement 11 - Amor Vicit Omnia Epilogue - Ab Aeterno

Series Playlist

Reader's Guide to AASB - A collection of references and Easter eggs that are made in the story.

Series Art All series art is commissioned by me from various fandom artists. Some art depicts the Knight (artwork varies from original character design to self insert art). If you want to keep the illusion of a faceless Knight, please do not look at the artwork noted with (*).

*Knight and Nonna - by @irlplasticlamb*

*Knight Character Design Sheet - by @floredaqueen *

*Eddie and the Knight on their First Date - by @boltedfruit *

*Eddie and the Knight and the Fresno Nightcrawler - by @doomcheese*

*November 5, 1984 - At the Trailer - by @boltedfruit * (TW: Blood)

Hell Eddie - V2 feat. Knight's Intervention - by @lilacwinelili (TW: Blood/Gore)

Purgatory Eddie - by @dance-on-the-bones (TW: Blood)

Kas!Eddie - by @nightonblogmountain

*Phibes/Rose and Knight/Eddie Sketch by @lilustrate *

*AASB Sketch Sheet - by @toomanyacorns* (TW: Blood)

Via Domus - Eddie and the Demobats - by @hearsegrrl

*AASB Sketch Sheet 2 - V2 (Contains Spoilers) - by @toomanyacorns * (TW: Blood and Major Character Death in V2)

Miserere Mei - The Master of Puppets - by @nightonblogmountain (TW: Major Character Death, Blood, Violence, Gore)

The Gospel According to Mary Victoria - AASB as told from Mary Victoria’s perspective and a deep dive into her journey.

Book 1 - Book 2 - Book 3

This fic will not be for the faint of heart. Please check the above warnings and ask yourself if you are in the correct headspace to proceed. I am happy to answer any questions via PM or Ask.

Tag List: There will be no tag list for As Above, So Below.

[celestialrequiem]

Days of Candy  2

Teaser Chapter 2

Summary: In the small town of Willowdale, Y/N finds her dull life as a waitress at a mediocre diner get a little more interesting when the mysterious and daunting Sheriff takes an interest in her.

This series will have dubious consent and sexual harassment. It is a dark story about a Corrupt Sheriff’s who manipulates so if you are uncomfortable with that please don’t read!

This story also deals hugely with sexism as its based in the 60s.

He thought maybe that’s why you liked Xavier, he bought a similar red jacket as James Dean from the film several days after meeting you. Xavier also had that rebel vibe to him. He remembered his friend as well being a fan of Marlon Brando hence why he wanted to be an actor. To move out of the suburbs, to go to the dreamland..to Hollywood with you. You used to always want to be around him, he didn’t let the deputies patrol the drive in, since he always saw you there with him. He hated seeing you with his friend but he can’t help himself, he wanted to always be near you, see you and to one day feel your skin on his skin. 

He hated how you and Xavier were like Natalie Wood and James Dean. The perfect couple.

His jaw clenched and his brows furrowed as he starts to get jealous over a dead man.

You noticed his face seems boiling from rage as his hands gripped forcibly the steering wheel…you don’t know why. Scared to ask so you just continue gazing at the view in locomotion from the car window, as your sheer scarf around your head blowing from the impact of the wind.

You loved the aftermath of the rain, the order after the chaos.

Author’s note:

Chapter hopefully coming this week 😭, I sadly have a lot happening in my personal life so fingers crossed i have this done by the end of this weekend. It still is in the editing mode.

Also if you haven’t watched Rebel Without a Cause, Xavier’s red jacket reminds me so much of James Dean’s in that film. 

reference photo (i have this poster in my room hehe)

(Duncan has a housewife kink so obviously and misogyny kink but just to be safe lmao)

tagging some gals (who want to be tagged or who might be interested, let me know if you wanna be removed) : @guiltyfiend @instincts-baby @9layerdevilfoodcake @beautyiswithinchaos  @langdons-pinkyring @bloodcoatedeclipse   @plymptxn-reborn @5am-cigarette  @anakinsslag @michaellangdonstanaccount  @rexellaaa @jimmason @devilish-hecate @angelicmichael  @car241​ @kitty4860​ @deliciousartpoliticsdean​

[thatswhatthepoetssay]

Sunshine Boy Chapter 2

Franken Kyle Spencer X Reader

Word count: 1,241

Summery: A typical story of girl meets boy…and maybe some trouble along the way.

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St..uu..upid” He mumbles as he points his pointer finger at his chest.

“I know you’re not Kyle. You’re not stupid, okay?” I say while giving him a small smile.

Immediately I am engulfed in a tight hug. His arms wrap around me and his head goes to rest on my shoulder. After a few seconds, my hands start to stroke his hair in a soothing matter.

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Before I arrived at Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, I thought that I was destined to be alone. A certain blonde proved otherwise, he showed me kindness that no one ever has.

Even though he had difficulty talking, somehow I always knew exactly what he wanted to say.

At one point I even thought I was a clairvoyant, but after a few other tests it turned out to not be the case.

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“An Ouija board huh?” I say while leaning on the wall next to the closet.

“Madison wants us to find her and we can't afford to lose a single witch if we want to survive.” Replies Zoe as she pours a drink into multiple shot glasses.

After Queenie’s terrifying story about her grandma and a spirit board, I was even less excited about the whole plan.

“There are four of us, and if we want to find Madison we need to witch up.” Says Zoe as she places the now empty shot glass on the board.

After a while of trying, and later contacting the Axeman, we finally managed to reach Madison. All four of us went up to the attic as the spirit board instructed.

It was a horrifying sight, Madison lying there with her arm severed in half. It looked like her body already started to decompose. Yet despite all of the horrific things that happened to her, she still looked peaceful.

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Ever since Madison’s return, the academy felt more like a war zone than a school. Fiona was going after possible supremes and rekindling old feuds with neighboring covens.

Despite everything that was going on, I could still seek comfort in my two closest friends at the academy. Due to the fact that I was getting closer to Kyle, it also meant that I was getting closer to Zoe.

Since the day I met her I knew that she was going to be a big part of my life.

“Hey YN, can you help me gather some herbs in the garden?” Asks Zoe, interrupting my thoughts.

“Yeah of course, I’ll grab the baskets.” I reply while getting up and going towards the kitchen.

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After spending about a half an hour out in Cordelia’s garden, Zoe and I head back inside.

“So Kyle seems to like you quite a lot..” Says Zoe as she empties the contents of her basket onto the table.

“Yeah I like him too, he’s a really good friend.” I reply while doing the same.

“Mhm.. he’s definitely the light this place needed.” She responds while looking at the dark hallway outside the kitchen.

Following our little chat in the academy’s kitchen, I went upstairs to clean up. Before getting in the shower I decided to pay Kyle a visit in his room.

After knocking a few times and getting no answer I figured that it was okay for me to come in. As I went through the door and into his bedroom, I saw him sleeping peacefully on his bed.

His body was fully under the covers except for one arm which was tangling off the bed and he had a light smile resting on his lips.

He looked almost angelic under the golden light of the sunset.

I was about to leave the room when I heard a quiet whisper of my name. I turned around and saw Kyle sitting up on the bed, he was smiling like a kid on christmas morning.

“Hey Ky, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.” I say as I walk up to him.

In response he just shook his head which made his blonde curls fall onto his face.

Instinctively I brought my hand up to his face to try and fix his hair. Immediately after my fingers connected with his golden curls, I noticed that Kyle closed his eyes and his dimples were now visible.

As I continued to play with his hair I realized that he started to lean on my shoulder. After a few minutes I removed my fingers from his hair and tried to get him back into bed.

“H..ha…p..py.” Stuttered Kyle as I pulled the blanket over his body.

“I’m happy too Ky.” I responded while giving him a small smile.

For the first time in a long time I could say that I was truly happy. Sure the coven played a big part in that happiness, but the main reason was Kyle.

“Okay I’m gonna go make you some dinner, in the meantime try and get more sleep.” I said as I finished tucking him in.

“N..no..sta..y.” Kyle hesitated for just a moment before taking my hand into his own.

At that I gave him a small nod and decided to lay down on the bed. After making sure that it was okay with Kyle, I got under the warm blanket.

After getting situated I noticed that Kyle was already drifting off to sleep. I moved a bit closer so that way I could be the big spoon and he the little.

Turns out that Kyle was a big fan of that idea. A few moments after my arm wrapped around him, he began to let out soft snores. His hand also went up to hold mine, as if to make sure that I wouldn’t get up and leave.

If there was one thing I knew for sure is that I would never leave Kyle Spencer.

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The following morning I was woken up by the sun which was seeping through the curtains. I turned to face Kyle and noticed that he wasn’t sleeping. His eyes were focused on my face, when he realized that I caught him staring he just gave me a goofy smile.

“G..g..ood..m…mm..moor-“ I smile as Kyle attempts to communicate his thoughts.

After a few seconds he lets out an irritated huff and burries his face in the pillow.

“Hey hey it’s alright. Good morning to you too Ky.” I comfort him as he continues to wallow.

I gently place my hand on his shoulder and tell him that I was going to go get us some breakfast. Once again he protests, but I still exist the bedroom telling him that I would be right back.

As I walked into the kitchen I noticed Zoe standing over by the fridge.

“Hey Zoe!” I greet her while grabbing two bowls out of the cabinet.

“Oh my god YN where have you been? I thought something happened .” Says Zoe as her face pales ans her arms go up to her heart.

“I was with Kyle, sorry didn’t mean to give you a scare.” At that she seems to slightly calm down, however her face remains a few shades lighter.

“With Kyle? Wha.. what do you mean?” She questions as she closes the fridge.

After a quick retelling of yesterday’s events, Zoe’s face regains its color. I knew she felt protective over Kyle ever since his death. What I didn’t know was the reason why..

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PS: Im currently working on a Kyle Spencer one-shot which should be posted soon. I also started working on the 3rd chapter of “Sunshine Boy” and let me tell y’all.. I already cried twice. The next chapter is no joke but Im so excited for you guys to read it! I will also be making a tag-list so let me know if you would like to be added! As always my requests are open so feel free to send them my way!:)

Tags (Only for this post) : @bucky-daddy-barnes @thebleedingm00n @stumachersearwax

[wroteclassicaly]

Below, you will find my complete Cody Fern Characters masterlist! It includes prompts, drabbles, series, one-shots, concepts, headcanons, and MORE! The character of Michael Langdon will have an individual masterlist, the rest will be listed below, and as they are written!

* Copyright @wroteclassicaly - Do NOT redistribute, post to another platform, translate, or plagiarize my work (this includes AI) — under any circumstances! Reblogs, comments/feedback are ALWAYS appreciated! *

* Note: I do NOT claim ownership for the tv/movie universes I write about, or their established characters! *

AHS Masterlist

My library blog

Main Masterlist

Key:

❤️‍🔥 = smut

💔 = angst, depression, & anger

💝 = fluff & comfort

Series titles are in bold red

Appropriate warnings and tags will ALWAYS be added!

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Michael Langdon Masterlist

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Andy Dolan:

Andy Dolan x Fem!Reader - Angst Prompt #1 💔

Andy Dolan x Fem!Reader - Angst Prompt #2 💔

Andy Dolan x Fem!Reader - Angst Prompt #3 💔❤️‍🔥

Andy Dolan - Headcanons w/ Virgin!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Waves of Blue - ❤️‍🔥💔💝

Jim Mason:

Rocking Into It ❤️‍🔥

Motion - (Jim Mason x Plus sized Fem!Reader Series )

Chapter One Teaser 💝

Future Teaser ❤️‍🔥💔💝

Secondary Future Teaser ❤️‍🔥

Duncan Shepherd:

Duncan taking care of you when you’re sick - (Headcanon)💝

Soft sex with Duncan - (Headcanon) 💝❤️‍🔥

Valiant Thor:

Valiant Thor x Fem!Reader - ❤️‍🔥

Stan Vogel:

My Cabin - ❤️‍🔥

Xavier Plympton:

Ride - ❤️‍🔥

Dibs - (Xavier Plympton x Plus sized Fem!Reader Series)

Chapter One

Crossovers:

Listen to That - (Duncan Shepherd x Michael Langdon x Fem!Reader) ❤️‍🔥

When the Tide Meets the Shore - (Andy Dolan x Jim Mason x Fem!Reader Series) 💔💝❤️‍🔥

Series Teaser - ❤️‍🔥💔

Thomas Browne:

(Coming SOON)

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Contents Page!

Stranger Things

Chrissy Wakes Up - a 'what if' story about how that scene in the trailer might have gone differently for Eddie and Chrissy.

The Outlaw Torn - the return of Eddie if the Kas Theory is correct, and how they might set him up for season 5. Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four

Undeath by Stereo - a slightly dumb mash-up of Stranger Things and Lost Boys! Vampire Eddie comes to Dustin seeking shelter from the sun.

Breathing - a 'what if' story theorising about what might have happened to Max at the end of season 4. Heavy spoilers!

Hellcheer at Redwood - a Stranger Things / AHS 1984 mash-up where Eddie and Chrissy are among the counsellors at Camp Redwood! Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

Til I Hear It From You - a Stranger Things / Empire Records mash-up where about ten years after the destruction of Hawkins, a familiar metalhead takes a job at a record store in Delaware. Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four

DnD

Tiberius Is A Problem - a story about a repressed Drow assassin struggling with her feelings for her latest mark.

Vampire: the Masquerade

Violent Delights - (Masterlist) written for Vamptober 2022

Dissociation - (Masterlist) written for WODtober 2023

Keeping Secrets - (Masterlist) written for Month of Darkness 2024

Original Writing

Children of the Tithe - published with SmashBear Publishing and available now on Amazon!

WIPs: Book 2 and 3 for Children of the Tithe (OW) and Month of Darkness 2024!

NOTE: I will always try to use official images or artwork from the fandom in question, if I use something fanmade I will credit or own up if I don't know the artist (and in that case I'm happy to be informed). I try to think of any Content Warnings that might be necessary but if you think there's one I need to add please comment and let me know.

[taehyungsgrowl]

omg pleaseee do an nsfw or sfw alphabet for xavier

hi babie :')

ofc! i feel like i hardly write anything for xav 🥺

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

i think aftercare w xavier looks a lot like him pulling you close... letting you rest your head on his chest and just having him hold you for as long as you like... sometimes talking... sometimes dozing in and out of sleepy kisses... sometimes getting a little high... soft and hazy...

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

xavier's favorite body part on their partner would be their legs/thighs. he's the kinda bf that loves to lay on top of or in between his partners thighs. especially being a dance instructor, he's learned to uh really appreciate a good pair.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

oh! i've for sure talked about this before, but mr. plympton is definitely into some cum play. i think specifically because i dont think breeding k!nk would be his thing... so like... pulling out and covering you in his cum would be so hot to him

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

hmm.. i think.. canonically... his secret would have to do with the porn videos he made but thats getting angsty so uh... i think he has a habit of hooking up with some of his aerobics students in the locker rooms - he likes the rush of the threat of being caught. word kinda gets around and more people sign up for the after class special than the actual classes...

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

you on top!!! absolutely loves it when you rise him. especially on a lazy morning just slow and steady... would have his hands propping his head up... just watching as you work yourself on his cock

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

this was is an obvious one - xav is honestly a big clown... honk!honk! almost to a fault... sometimes doesnt catch on to when he should be serious... but never fails to make you smile! even during sex. giggly... touchy... clumsy sex with him is a frequent occurence

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

i feel like he would keep things pretty tidy down there not too sure what was "in" in the 80s but i do think he'd keep it well maintained lmfao

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

i think w his long term partner he'd be really intimate... soft kisses... holding their hand... almost a little gentle. i dont think that is always that case w his hookups though - intimacy is reserved for his special person

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

xav loves some mutal masturbation - hear me out: he thinks he's clever and found a "loophole" in margrets "no sex" rule (although we know he has no intention on following it! but im imagining him sneaking into your cabin or pulling you into the showers... gets you all hot and bothered and guides you as you both masturbate... he'd be like, "we're technically not making purple... yet.."

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

he's into some roleplay in the bedroom and you cant convince he otherwise - and you've definitely taken it out of the bedroom too

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

idk about his "favorite" but it might be the most common (which i guess by default is a favorite) but his van! if he doesnt take you out in the back of the van, he'd sliding his seat back and asking you to ride him right on the front seat.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

he likes knowing you want him. doesnt always have to be begging (although that does really get him going too) but just like... letting him know how much he's turned you on... telling him what you want him to do with you = he's in love

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he's really not into daddy kink (or mommy kink) -bad taste in his mouth from blake :/ but even without that, just not really his vibe

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

receiving! not to say he wouldn't be into giving it as well, but... with just a promise of going down on him - he'd do anything.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it really depends with xavier because he can give you both - and he can do both really well. like i said earlier, he loves when you ride him all nice and slow - but can definitely show you something a little.. rougher. no one gives switch vibes like xavier

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

omfg loves a little quickie in the van or in the dance studio! probably more often than not!!

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

loves having the risk of being caught. as far as other "risks" he takes... it would be more dependent on what you ask of him. always down to try things you suggest but doesnt always suggest "risks" himself

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

hehe idk but i love the thought of desperate and whining xav that... finishes too soon because he cant handle much more of your teasing

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

xavier said pegging rights! so he'd let his partner use toys on him. i also think he'd be open to using toys on his partner too...

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he isn't the best at folling through w his teasing because he gets sooo needy and gives in + he's a little too impulsive to really drag it out.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

lots of sounds! not a ton of dirty talk but thats because he gets soo blissed out all he can focus on is how good you make him feel - which results in lots of pretty moans and groaning

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

i know we give dunc a lot of credit for best ass (of the cody boys) but you cant tell me aerobics intructor xav doesnt have a nice booty

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

im gonna say he's got a good 7 inches going on. not super thick but has good length

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

xavier is horny on main. i think he has a pretty high sex drive (hence the result of a lot of quickies)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

surprisngly, doesnt fall asleep right after! he's too high strung to fall asleep right after lmfao

[lanawinterscigarettes]

idea for a fic: brooke (from 1984) calls the reader in the middle of the night because she's scared and is afraid to be alone and so they go over to stay with her and it results in a fluffy love confession? Maybe with the prompt "don't be silly, I want to stay up with you"?

Brooke my love 😫💕 I've never been given an actual prompt before, it feels kinda nice for some strange reason. Also sorry this is a little long, I started writing it and just sorta got carried away lol. Enjoy <33

Late Night Anxieties (Brooke Thompson x reader)

Warnings: mentions of anxiety/paranoia

You were asleep when the phone rang. Groaning, you rolled over on your bed to see who it was. Answering the phone, you put it up to your ear before speaking, your voice groggy with sleep. "Hello?"

You didn't hear anything at first but static. "Hello?" Thinking it was one of your friends pulling a prank, you huffed, irritated. "Look, if this is some kind of joke, I don't find it very funny. So if you don't have anything to say to me, then I'm hanging up."

"W-wait! Please don't hang up!" A strangled voice cried on the other line.

You quickly shot up in bed, recognizing it as Brooke. "Oh my God, Brooke, are you okay? What happened? What's going on?"

"I, um, I had a nightmare," she stammered out, heaving loudly as if she was trying to catch her breath. "I'm sorry for not speaking, I just- I was just worried someone might be outside. Sounds pretty stupid, huh?"

"Oh, Brooke, hun, no, that doesn't sound stupid at all," you reassured her.

Although you couldn't see it, she blushed at the affectionate nickname. "I just...I don't want to be alone. If it's not too much to ask, would you mind coming over?"

"Of course not, I'll be there in 15, okay? Just try to hold on until then."

"Okay, thank you," she sniffed.

Fifteen minutes later, you were pulling into Brooke's driveway. Turning off the car, you got out and grabbed your overnight bag from the backseat. You always kept it there in case something like this happened, knowing all too well about Brooke's anxieties and fears.

When you got to the door of her apartment, you sent her a text letting her know you were there, so as not to make her freak out by thinking somebody was trying to break in. You pulled out the spare key she had given you and unlocked the door before stepping inside and quietly shutting it behind you.

Setting your bag down on the kitchen counter, you hesitantly walked through the apartment.

"Brooke, hun? It's me, I'm here," you called out as you looked for her.

"I'm in here," you heard her voice come from the bedroom.

Walking into the bedroom, you saw Brooke sitting on the bed, phone in one hand and clutching a kitchen knife in the other.

"Woah, who were you planning on killing with that? Not me I hope," you joked as you slowly walked over to her. She was visibly shaking, so whatever scared her must have been pretty bad.

"Huh? Oh, yeah" she said as she realized she still had the knife in her hand. "I was worried what would happen if someone broke in, so I got this to defend myself." Her knuckles had turned white from clutching the knife so hard.

"Well, I'm here now. There's nothing to be afraid of, okay? I promise," you gently reassured her as you took the knife from her hands and put it on the bedside table.

"Do you feel comfortable telling me what happened?" You asked you as you sat down on the bed next to her.

"Um, well, I was in my bed sleeping," she began as she looked around nervously, "and then I heard something coming from outside, and at first I thought it might have been a raccoon or something, but then I saw a figure in the window, and, I just got so scared..." she trailed off, tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.

"Oh, Brooke, honey," you said as you wrapped your arms around her, trying to make her feel safe and prevent her from crying. "It's okay sweetie, alright? I'm here now." You wiped away the tears that had began to slip down her cheeks.

"Thank you for coming over," she said as she held onto you tightly.

"Of course sweetie, whatever you need I'm here for you, okay? You don't have to worry about a thing," you said as you started rubbing her back, trying to calm her down.

"Do you want to try to go back to sleep?" You calmly asked her.

She immediately shook her head no. "I don't think I'll be able to, but you can if you want. The couch is a pullout if you want to sleep there."

"Don't be silly, I want to stay up with you," you said.

"But-"

"No buts missy, that's final." You said persistently. "I'll be right back, okay? I'm just going to go grab my bag real quick."

She nodded her head. "Okay."

You went into the kitchen and picked your bag up off the counter, carrying it into the bedroom with you. Once you got in there, you set in down on the edge of the bed.

"Do you mind if I change in here?" You asked, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable.

"No, it's okay," she said as she watched you unzip your bag and dig through it, searching for your pajamas.

Once you found them, you turned around and started getting undressed, until you heard a small "wow" come from behind you.

Turning back around, you saw Brooke staring at you awe. Once she realized you had caught her, her eyes widened and she quickly slapped her hands over her eyes.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry! I was looking at the floor, but then I glanced up at you to see if you were done, and I saw how hot you were-" She immediately stopped talking, her face turning bright red as soon as she realized she had said the word hot.

You chuckled as you put your pajamas on. "It's fine, really. And you're not so bad yourself you know." You winked at her.

If she was red before, then now she truly was the color of a tomato.

"Sorry, I just-" she sighed. "I have something to confess. I've had a crush on you for the longest time, and that's one of the reasons why I called you here tonight, and not Montana or anyone else. Also, you actually take my fears seriously, and that means a lot to me. So I guess what I'm trying to say is-" she took a deep breath. "Will you go out with me?"

"Oh, baby, of course I will," you said as you walked over to her and took her hands into yours. "I thought you knew I'd been flirting with you all along, but I guess not."

"You were flirting?" She groaned as she flopped back onto her bed. "I'm so stupid, I thought you were just being friendly."

You giggled as you heard her sigh in disbelief. "Obviously, what did you think I was doing? I'm not that friendly with just anyone. Maybe a little with Montana, but we've known each other for awhile."

"So...you'd be okay going out with me?"

"Of course! I already said yes silly, didn't I?" You said as you smiled at her.

You two sat in silence for a few moments before Brooke spoke again.

"May I kiss you? If you're comfortable with it, of course," she asked.

"Sure," you said, leaning in to give her a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Thank you," she said softly.

You chuckled as you cuddled up next to her on the bed. "Anytime."

~

Taglist: @langdonsreign

[lavenderahs]

flashing lights

duncan shepherd smut <3

a/n - this is based on a bizarre dream I had the other night for whatever reason lol.

summary - while spending the night out at an underground sex club; the strong energy of an elegant man, distracts you.

taglist - @jimmason @forevercountess @kitty4860 @brooklinn13

y/n pov

since being new to the city, my friday nights were usually spent alone. exporing downtown is always my favorite; trying new restaurants, finding a new favorite shop, it's all so amazing. as I walk down the main strip of restaurants & shops; in an alley off to the side, I noticed a staircase leading down to a heavy lit area. I slip into the alley just to see what this place is. "euphoric feelings & drinks here" a silly propaganda type sign hangs with an arrow pointing down to the stair case. ignoring the obvious sketchy red flags of the situation; I step down the stairs to see what it's all about.

the place seems as if someone renovated their basement. it's cold yet has a warm aura to it. the smell of weed and cigarettes fill my nose. the place looking like a 70s bar with some 2000s strip club accents. around the bar are lounge areas. yet the televisions by the bar display cheesy porn films. I take a seat at the bar; and order whatever flavored vodka mix I can get. I turn to see a man sitting in one of the lounge areas. his eyes are glued to me; never breaking his stare even when I looked at him. his eyes could be a drug; warm blue tones that hypnotize you. a deep feeling erupted within me. it was like he was pulling me towards him. like a magnet pulling towards the other. stepping off the bar stool, and walking towards the mysterious man. he lifts his hand up, motioning me to him with 2 fingers.

I stand before him. he gently pats his lap; eyes still seeping into my soul. I obey yet either of us have said a word yet. I pull my mini skirt down as I lower myself in his lap. his arm wraps around me as I get comfortable. "how'd a pretty girl like you end up in here" he laughs lightly, while caressing my back. my face already becoming hot, I twirl my hair "uh- I'm new to the city and I want to find ne-" he cuts me off. "shhh darling, I understand" his free hand begins to rub my thigh, carefully pulling at my skirt. "you know.." he trails off. "there's private lounge rooms here" he smirks. flustered I say "oh-" he's already pushing me up and leading me towards the rooms.

the moment we enter the dimly lit room. he pushes me down on a velvet couch. I take in his kiss, chasing his lips as if it's the only thing I've ever wanted. "you're such a pretty girl" he pants as he slips my skirt off. I tilt my head back, smiling. he traces his fingers up my thighs, his hand gently spreading my legs. my panties are pulled to the side as I feel his thumb gently rub my clit. I moan, feeling deprived of any sexual acts. he smirks and slips his fingers in my entrance. not even knowing his name, i moan from his fingers hitting my walls. he pounds till I become a shaking mess. "I-im gonn-" I breathe. he smiles "cum for me sweetheart" as the words pour from his mouth, my body squirms and releases my sexual tension. he takes his fingers out of me and fumbles with his pockets. I lean back, high from the lust. i look up from the sound of a door closing, I turn and see a note with his number written on it. signed duncan shepherd

[itsgrishaverse]

AHS FANDOM

if you happen to see this and you’re still active, reblog this!! I don’t have enough mutuals in the fandom, it feels dead and I’m eager to support content.

[thatspookyagent]

Meeting and falling in love with Xavier Plympton (Black!Male!Reader) would include...

Requested: Nope!

Warnings: Slight mention of drugs and alcohol (nothing major), mentions of religion (Christianity), a little sexual language

A/N: So I've been writing for the Evans' for a bit now and I really want to expand the AHS characters (and characters in general) that I write for so I've started with some of Cody's characters! Btw this takes place during the first episode of 1984! AHS 1984 is the very first season of American Horror Story I ever watched, so Xavier Plympton holds quite a special place in my heart! Not only that but Cody Fern got me interested in AHS in the first place, basically without him I wouldn't be watching the show! I decided to eventually get around to finishing and uploading this on Easter Sunday! I hope y'all enjoy this imagine as much as I did with writing it!

Tags: @sojournmichael @xavierplympton @darlingkitt​ @tatestripedsweater​

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Important: Whatever the reader says is in italics!

You met Xavier through your friend Chet, who you often lifted weights with, and the two of you became close friends after you promised to keep his drug abuse and bad drinking habits a secret

You even came close to qualifying for the Olympics but decided to pull out because you didn't want to make Chet feel lonely while you made it to the big leagues without him

He invited you to join one of his buddies aerobic classes and it was a completely different from vibe a weight lifting gym which you were used to

When you arrived, you couldn't help but stare at the instructor, especially since his white short shorts didn't dare leave much to the imagination

The entire gyrating aerobics class consisted of humping the floor and staring lustfully into someone else’s eyes, or at least that’s what it meant for Chet and the rest of his friend group

Of course you took the time to give the blonde instructor a glance or two which he smirked at and you could tell he was resisting the urge to give you the same look back

Once the class ended and your clique got out, they hanged around the small lounging area, which is where Chet formally introduced you to Xavier

"(Y/N), this is Xavier, Xavier this is (Y/N)!"

You reached out your hand to him and he gladly shook it, a smile growing across his face as you squeezed it with some force

"Nice grip (Y/N)!" "Thanks, comes with the practice!" "Of lifting weights?" "That is included!"

Once you got to know the names of everyone else, you couldn't help but grow curious about Xavier's life, so you asked him if he did anything else besides the slimmercise

He held his head high as he started explaining about how he was an inspiring actor who didn't stoop to cheesy commercials, you noticed Montana rolling her eyes at him, and you couldn't help but feel for the dude

"I think you'll be on plenty of big shot magazines soon, you're definitely headliner material Xav! Keep up the good work!" 

He uncontrollably grinned from ear to ear upon hearing your words which only caused Montana to shoot you a "Really?" kinda look

Shrugging her off, you listened to the young and enthusiastic inspiring actor as he described some gig he was taking up at a place called Camp Redwood and you perked up immediately when he asked if anyone wanted to join him

Pretty much all of the gang consented and gathered up their things in order to head home, you clutched your duffle with anticipation of what the summer could bring as you exited the building

After shoving your essentials into the back of the van, you yelled "Shotgun!" and nabbed the passenger seat as the rest of the group filed into the vehicle

You thought it was incredibly kind of Xavier to lend his van which had a cool Vanta C licence plate for the mode of transportation to the camp, and you also found yourself relieved that you weren’t sitting anywhere near Montana, who took up one of the backseats next to Brooke

Chet and Ray debated with each other and soon started a dick measuring contest but with their abs, meanwhile Montana was trying to feel Brooke up on the sly as Xavier continued driving down a dirt road

You fumbled with one of your many earrings that were in your ear and the frosted blonde male beside you couldn't help but speak up

"Nice earrings man, where did you get em?" "Oh, these? They're just something my parents insisted I get." The other male cocked his head at the comment and you couldn't help but smile

"My parents immigrated to America when I was young, they're the kind of folks that don't let me forget my roots and stuff. It can get annoying sometimes but they're the reason I grew up being proud of who I am!"

Xavier had a deep grin on his face, he seemed to love listening to you talk about how you celebrated your heritage, but once again you soon found yourself inquisitive about the other man's life

"So Mr. Hot Shot Actor, what's your plans for future roles?" "Well I really wanna land enough popular stuff so that I can get on the front cover of TV Guide, I'm already prime time material!" "Agreed, I can't understand why they don't already have your face put on the front page of every single magazine available!"

The blonde male licked his lips softly and glanced somewhat to the side bashfully, only for a second because he was still driving but you could definitely tell that your words had managed to make him quite flustered

"Can you two stop flirting and just watch the road?" Montana yelled from the back seat, in which you made sure to look back and stick your tongue out at her in a juvenile manner

Not paying you any mind, she quickly went back to talking to Brooke, and Xavier pulled up into the camp carefully as he searched for a suitable parking space for the van

A white woman with beige hair and white shorts stood off to the side of the camp entrance, her facial expressions reminded you of all the mean teachers you had back in high school

You along with the rest of the party, hop out of the van, and scan the camp grounds inquisitively

The woman you saw earlier was now in front of you with her hands on her hips, a firm sternness plastered across her face, which made you guess just how much of your summer job was really going to be fun

"Welcome to Camp Redwood counselors. I'll show you around so that you can get familiar with the area." She jerked her head to what looked like a mess hall and you, plus the others, followed behind her steadily

After the tour was over and Margaret was just getting done telling everyone the camp rules, you stood near Xavier and Ray as she then began to rant about sinning and the excessive deubauchery of the current generation but you didn't bother to listen and instead only prayed that she would soon cease her meat riding of Jesus' holy cross

You snorted at Xavier's comment about the "sexual revolution" and even caught him giving you The Eyes™ this time which you returned but the mood was soon whisked away by yet another speech from the God fearing camp owner

Rolling your eyes, Margaret eventually ended her tangent, then dismissed all the girls to their cabins and instructed only the boys to go take showers for the night

You jogged back to the blue cabin which belonged to the male counselors when you felt a hand lay itself across your shoulder, jumping albeit slightly, you quickly turned to see that it was only Xavier

“Phew! Man Xav...don’t scare me like that dude!” “Wow, you’re pretty jumpy for someone who was just returning my flirty look a minute ago.”

You sorta half laughed and half cleared your throat at his boldness, you honestly were holding back mainly because you didn’t know if Xavier was interested in guys or not but he seemed at least willing to be flirtatious friends with you

“Hey...how about we go for a swim? If we’re going to be counselors here for the whole summer, we might as well see what the lake is like right?”

Before you knew it, Xavier was pulling you by the hand towards the water despite your protests about not having any swimming trunks or it being practically the middle of the night

When he stopped along the edge of the lake and started taking his clothes off, you hesitated for a bit before starting to strip yourself, it was the groups first day here and having a little fun before the whole place got crowded wouldn’t really do any harm

Giggling almost uncontrollably, the two of you slipped into the lake despite being in nothing but your underwear, but honestly you kinda liked the thought of getting caught even if it was going to be hard to explain and justify what the both of you were doing

The water felt lukewarm under the slightly temperate blanket of night, you found yourself looking out into the woods on the other side, wondering just what kind of creatures were up at this hour

But you were pulled from your train of thought as Xavier lifted your arms up to rest on top of his shoulders, you quickly glanced down as you felt a rush of heat flowing throughout your body

It had been awhile since you were this close to another boy before, even then you usually didn’t do any romantic or spontaneous things like this, and it was refreshing to finally have someone to be wild with

“What’s wrong (Y/N)?”, his voice was soft as he wrapped his arms around your waist tenderly, a slight ripple traveling through your body as you adjusted yourself so that you stood more erect

“Nothing actually. I guess I’m just not used to this, I mean having fun with another guy and being intimate. I’m also kinda scared that this will just be a fling. I love hearing you talk about your dreams, you’re a pretty cool dude, and just being around you in general is fun. I think what I’m trying to say is that...”

“You like me. And I’m glad cause I like you to and this would be really awkward if we didn’t have feelings for each other.”

You leaned forward and chuckled into Xavier’s chest as he hugged you tightly, he then used one of his hands to lift your head up, so that he could give you soft animal kisses with his nose

“By the way, Xavier, did you happen to think about how we're going to dry off with no towels around and sneak back into our cabin without the rest of the boys seeing us?”  “No” “God I love you.”