#austin sommers fic

[xrag-dollx]

-What the AHS Evans- -------wear in bed-------

Tate:

• shirt of his favourite band and a messy pair of sleeping pants, you can expect them to be all gross and worn out

• he never ever cared abt cleaning the clothes at least once a week so he basically wears the same sleeping clothes like 365 days a year

• thinks bc he's a ghost nobody would ever care

• when he isn't around you, you exchange the clothes and make sure he's having new sleeping clothes bc the smell really annoys you when you're in bed with him

• is actually thankful that you're exchanging his clothes ❤

Kit:

• sleeps in pyjamas during wintertime but prefers to sleep in speedos and a top in summer

• exchanges his clothes at least every week but during summer like every 2nd day (bc u both are a hot mess during the night 😏)

• he mostly keeps track on having new clothes but when his week was too stressful he might forget about it

• so you carefully put his new clothes on his bedside and he always comes around you and thanks you with a kiss on your cheek ❤

Kyle (frankenkyle):

• is wearing the cutest pj's on earth

• like the ones which make u look like a dinosaur or a tiger

• could wear pj's 24/7

• you always need to remind him that he can't go out in his dinosaur pyjamas

• is crying for 15 mins

• you convince him to get a new pyjama if he gets out of his current one just to go out in his normal clothes

• when you see Kyle yawning or sneezing in his dinosaur pyjamas it literally makes your heart melt in cuteness

Jimmy:

• likes shorts and a top in summer and a pyjama in winter

• when he's getting drunk he falls asleep in his actual clothes bc yea why not

• normal clothes = most comfortable clothes

James:

• darn expensive silk pyjamas

• but in summer he'd prefer something like boxers and a top

• exchanges his sleeping clothes like every 2nd day bc he's a hoe for tidiness

• doesn't need to care abt changing the old clothes himself at all, Ms. Evers takes care of it (as for everything else)

Rory:

• loves to sleep naked (and loves to walk around naked at home bc why not)

• in wintertime he's pretty okay by wearing a shirt and some long sleeping pants

Kai:

• he's basic af so just a shirt and shorts (in summer probably shirtless)

• never really exchanges the sleeping clothes unless winter is doing it (bc she's a good lil sissy)

• has to care abt more important shit than sleeping clothes

• does he even sleep at all???

• I guess not, too busy on taking world domination

Mr. Gallant:

• is never underdressed, not even while sleeping

• prefers to sleep in fancy pyjamas bc he thinks when he sleeps without anything on he feels gross

• wears nothing else than Gucci and Versace pyjamas

• goes shopping like every weekend to get some new ones (bc his nana has the cash 💸)

Austin:

• could never go without his silk robes and pyjamas

• has a favourite store in paris so when he's on vacation he gets TONS of new ones

•basically lives off this shit

•they are like his 2nd skin

• likes to brag and shows it to EVERYONE

• when he's got a new writing idea he runs downstairs so his long robe is hovering dramatically over the stairs (thinks it looks freakin cool while doing this)

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Tags: @fear-is-truth @am3ricanh0rrorwh0re @trueangel420 @lacucarachapisser @evanpeterspeter

[tiffysdeath]

underrated king fr

[evanpetersfangirl]

My friend told me that Evan peters is ugly (I ghosted them after)

[jamespmarchapologist]

i’ve been dreading this announcement and before i complete this, i would love to say that i love all the support that has been given to me as pertaining to my works for austin butler. when i first started this main blog i didn’t think anyone would like my writing.. or if i could keep up with such a thing.

i was 19 when i first started writing here, and now i’m 21 it feels so surreal. there comes times where i just don’t feel as strongly towards a celebrity anymore, and i think i’ve just drifted away from Austin Butler.

i hate to say it but this blog will be centered on evan peters.

i’ll still be keeping my austin butler master-list subsection up but i sadly won’t be taking future requests.

i’ve been sitting on this decision, tried to write for him again but i think muse just… died for him, for the time being.

this being said, as before, i’ll be an evan peters/characters centered blog with the expansion of saw/mark hoffman completed upon only requests.

i love all the friends i’ve made along the way in the austin butler centered fandom but i hate to make you guys wait just because i can’t find muse.

unfollow if you want to, my loves, i won’t judge you at all but if you also like evan peters, i have presents for you. :)

-

Sam

[jimmysdarling]

Happy birthday evan!! ❤❤

[jamespatrickmarchapologist]

ｒｅｑｕｅｓｔｉｎｇ ！

i usually take requests through private messages or through my inbox ! i will end up probably never shutting off my inbox so it will always be open !

this is an evan peters related blog which includes all of his characters besides Jeffery Dahmer, for obvious reasons

requests will always be considered anonymous unless comfortably stated otherwise.

i write . . .

- fem!reader

- masc!reader

- gender neutral!reader

i don’t have many boundaries but i refuse to do anything involving . . .

- feet ( i just don’t like feet )

- fecal matter ( this doesn’t include squirting )

i’m as kinky as it comes so nothing is too weird to me, you won’t be judged ! secret’s always safe with me :)

[kit-walk3r]

Let the Bad Spirits Go Free (Tate Langdon)

Blood holds all the bad spirits. Maybe Tate should try and let those spirits go free.

Warning: heavy trigger warning for self harm and blood, mentions of canon gun violence

Note: I was rewatching Murder House and Tate’s dialogue about bad spirits in the blood made me think that perhaps Tate’s past self harm was linked to that so I sort of came up with this. Please read with caution

The Indians believed that blood holds all the bad spirits. Once a month in ceremonies they would cut themselves to let the spirits go free. There’s something smart about that. Very smart. I like that.

- - -

Tate was only ten the first time he did it. He didn’t remember why he did it. He just remembered one day finding the blades in the bathroom cabinet when looking for something. They probably belonged to whoever his mother’s fling at the time was. He found them and, for some reason, used them. Tate didn’t understand why. Maybe it was because he missed his dad. Maybe it was because he missed the nice blonde lady who saved him from the monster. Maybe it was because his mom didn’t seem to love him.

He only did it the once, finding himself quite sensitive to the pain. He cried after he did it. When his mother surprisingly noticed the new cut on his arm Tate lied and said the neighbour's cat scratched him. None of their neighbours even had a cat, but Constance did not question it, and instead just gave him a band aid.

Tate never thought about it again until a few years later. Fourteen, perhaps. Or maybe it was fifteen. He liked to read, and he was reading a book on Indians when he came across a certain passage about bad spirits. According to the book a person’s blood held bad spirits, and to let those spirits free the Indians would cut themselves in ceremonies. That stuck with Tate. He often found himself thinking back to it. It sounded smart to him, it made sense.

Of course, it wasn’t long after that when the bad thoughts started plaguing Tate. It started with dreams, dreams that would wake him up, anxious and sweating, at three in the morning. In the dream he could see himself in the school hallway, dressed head to toe in black, with everyone staring at him as he walked by. He ignored all of their gazes, marching through the school as if he were on a strict mission. He reached a classroom and let himself in, all of his classmates looking up as he made his entrance. The teacher scowled at him. “Can I help you?” She asked. Then suddenly, Tate had a gun in his hand and openfired.

Then he woke up.

All he could see in his head was the blood splatter, his teacher and classmates dropping to the floor. The sounds of their cries. The begging.

Tate placed his hands over his ears as if that would be able to drown out the voices in his head. He clenched his eyes shut, feeling the burn of tears trying to escape. He couldn’t make it stop. The screams, the blood, the bodies. He couldn’t stop hearing it, couldn’t stop seeing it.

Bad spirits.

Tate’s eyes unclenched and opened as he remembered what he had read in the library a couple of months ago. His hands uncovered his ears.

Bad spirits. Cut. Set free.

Perhaps that’s what this was. Bad spirits. Maybe his blood was infected with bad spirits. Maybe he just needed to set them free.

Tate switched on his bedside lamp and turned to rummage through the set of drawers that resided next to his bed. He looked for something he could use to set the spirits free, something, anything, that would be sharp enough to save him. He couldn’t find anything, and let out a frustrated sigh. He needed to get rid of these bad spirits.

Suddenly he remembered: razor blades. Not long ago Constance had come home with a variety of things to help Tate ‘ease into manhood’, now that he was starting high school. Amongst her gift package was a pack of razor blades.

Tate shot out of bed and headed to the bathroom where he was sure he left the package. He tiptoed across the hallway, careful not to wake Addie since he knew she was a light sleeper. Once inside he gently closed the bathroom door and locked it for extra security before opening the cabinet above the sink. Bingo. Sure enough on the top shelf sat a little cardboard box. Tate grabbed it and rummaged through the box, looking for his coveted item. There they were, tucked away at the bottom. After taking them out the box was placed back in the cabinet and the door was shut.

On the cabinet hung a mirror, and Tate took a deep look at himself. His hair was damp from sweat and was stuck to his forehead. His eyes were bloodshot and red rimmed from crying. There were dark circles forming underneath his eyes.

Bad spirits.

Tate looked away from his haunted reflection and moved his attention to the small packet he now held in his hands. Without hesitation he tore open the packet and pulled out one of the blades before gently balancing the rest on the sink. He rolled up the sleeve of his pyjama shirt, barely taking note of the pale line that already occupied his wrist.

Maybe this will cleanse me, Tate thought as he stared at the blade. Maybe this will set my bad spirits free.

Taking a deep breath, Tate ran the blade across his wrist. He winced at the sting, but was mesmerised by the stark contrast of red against his pale skin. He watched as blood trickled down his arm and dripped onto the white porcelain of the sink, letting out a sigh of relief. His bad spirits were gone. He cleaned up his wrist, put the open packet back in the box, wiped away any excess blood and went back to bed as if nothing had happened.

He was surprisingly rather chipper the next morning. He joked with Addie at the breakfast table and even offered his mother a sort of smile. He was better now. All the bad spirits were gone.

Until he had the same dream again a couple of nights later.

Tate woke up with a jolt and a gasp, the same images from the previous night flashing through his mind, only more intense. The cries were getting louder, the blood getting thicker. He covered his ears and cried, just like last time.

His eyes caught sight of the cut across his wrist and with no hesitation he was heading towards the bathroom, same process as last time: lock the door, get the blade out of the cabinet and decorate his skin with another red line. He cleaned up and went back to his room, only this time he took the packet with him and tucked it away in his underwear drawer.

He had the dream again a week later. After a couple of nights nightmare free Tate was convinced that it had worked, that he had freed the bad spirits from his blood and that he was clean. But no, it happened again and Tate once again took a blade to his wrist, only this time in the comfort of his own bedroom.

The bad thoughts were getting louder. The dream wouldn’t go away, no matter how many times Tate hurt himself, and he was starting to get the intrusive thoughts during the day as well as in his sleep.

He got into an argument with his mother one day. It wasn’t unusual for Tate to get angry at Constance but this time it felt like more than anger. It was a Saturday afternoon and Tate was sat with Beau, rolling his red ball to him whilst he read a book. It was a comfortable silence, with the occasional laugh from Beau, until Constance shouted for Tate to come downstairs.

Tate hadn’t washed the dishes from breakfast. “I asked you to do one thing, Tate,” Constance scolded. “One! Wash the damn dishes. Is that really that hard?”

Tate just shrugged.

“I don’t ask much from you, Tate,” Constance continued. “But it would be nice if you could just listen and help around here once in a while instead of being holed up in your damn room.”

“I was with Beau,” Tate argued.

“Beau, Beau, Beau,” Constance ranted. “Stop using your brother as an excuse for not doing as you’re damn well told.”

Tate’s fists clenched at his sides as his mother continued to scold him for simply forgetting to do the dishes. His gaze was hard and jaw locked as he watched her wave her arms around. He couldn’t even hear what she was saying now, her voice drawn out into a dull ringing sound. Anger surged through him.

Do it, a voice echoed in his head suddenly.

Tate turned and ran up the stairs to his room without a second thought. He could faintly hear Constance call out after him but he ignored her as he slammed his bedroom door shut and fell down onto the floor, back resting against it, as he began to cry.

Do what? Tate didn’t want to know. Subconsciously he had a perfect idea of what the voice wanted him to do but he desperately tried to suppress it. The scariest thing? The voice Tate heard in his head was his own.

Tate struggled to calm down, his breathing erratic. His hands gripped and tugged his dirty blonde hair as he tried to clear his mind from any negative thoughts.

Bad spirits bad spirits bad spirits.

Tate was up and rummaging through his underwear drawer for his safety packet. Within seconds he held one of the blades in his hand and, like clockwork, brought it against his skin. He’d grown accustomed to the pain now, and didn’t even flinch as he opened up another wound.

“Please, please, please,” he muttered as he watched the blood begin to trickle down his arm, desperate for the bad thoughts to go away. Whatever his thoughts wanted him to do they wanted him to do it to his mother and that was terrifying. Yes, he and his mother had a very rocky relationship, but to want to hurt her in a way that was making him feel this fearful? Tate just wanted the bad spirits to go away.

Obviously they didn’t, if bad spirits even existed. Things only got worse.

- - -

The Indians believed that blood holds all the bad spirits. Once a month in ceremonies they would cut themselves to let the spirits go free. There’s something smart about that. Very smart. I like that.

Tate liked it, but it didn’t work.

•———•

This was pretty dark and heavy, I do apologise. Thank you for reading though!

[nastyyavenuee]

just watched american animals with my mom and she classified evan peters as not “hot” but specifically “cute” 😭 like every time i would say “isn’t he hot ma” she would be like “no but he’s cute”

[kai-anderson-whore]

He's a cult leader/ series(kai Anderson x fem reader) part 5

Summary:y/n moved back to Michigan after her college degree in music where she reunites with an old lover kai Anderson

Chapter warnings: planning of murder, murder, cheating and smut

Part 4 here

Song that y/n sang:

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Kai was obsessing even more over world domination since the election now taking action you didn't know what to do you were loyal to kai but even for you this was bizarre.

Taking out councilman chang was going to be hard, you didn't know what was right anymore didn't know what to do, you stood infront of kai in your bedroom putting by your laundry.

"And I said there's nothing more dangerous than a humiliated man" he ends his rant, you let out a soft sigh knowing what will come next, "and we're going to prove it" he added making you turn and face your boyfriend.

"How kai?, how will we make councilman chang pay" you asked he took your hand in his giving it a light squeeze, you sat on his lap "we take him out" he simply said.

You tried to remain calm on the outside but on the inside you felt sick you had never done anything like this, that night with the trainer still haunts you, but you try and block it out with drugs kai's brother had prescribed you for your depression now.

They work for now knowing that soon they won't at all, you didn't want to give into this darkness 100% not yet anyway, kai's ruff hand on your bare thigh.

His hand only got higher and higher, "kai wait you we have a cult meeting" you protested, "They can wait" he smirked moving your panties to one side his thumb grazing over your clit.

You gripped his shoulder biting your lip suppressing a moan, "I want to hear you I want everyone downstairs to hear how your divine ruler is making you feel" his voice husked in your ear, making you let out a loud moan as he slipped two fingers into your soaked cunt.

Gripping his shoulders leaving nail marks on his shoulder through the fabric of his t-shirt, earning a low groan from kai as your walls greedily took his fingers blissfully Stretching you out, "fuck kai" you panted your legs spreading further apart for him, allowing his digits go deeper hitting that spot just right.

"Feel good?" He asked with a devilish smirk, all you could do was moan the pleasure building up nearing your release, "kai I'm close" you moaned grinding your hips with his hand "fuck yourself on my fingers" he instructed

You hips grind down on kais fingers along with the unholy sounds leaving your lips, "that's it baby" kai coaxed you that coil in the pit of your ready to unveil.

One more flick of kais thumb on your clit sent you spiralling your release coating his fingers, as his lips were on yours swallowing your moans.

"Let's go downstairs can't keep them waiting any longer" kai chucked at your state skin flushed, hair all tousled from your ponytail, "but what about you can't just leave you like that" you chuckled collecting yourself together.

"You can make it up to me later" sending a wink your way as you fixed yourself leaving the room, you followed behind after shoving on some shorts on.

All eyes on you both as you entered the basement making your cheeks flush crimson, "Thank you all for coming now let's get right down to business" kai said you sat on the floor your back against the table.

"So our new mission is to take out councilman chang and we do it tomorrow night" kai informed the rest of the cult nodding taking in their divine rulers instructions.

They all listened as kai spoke, his words rolling off his tongue in dominance like a natural leader, "but what if we get caught kai I mean the cops will be around this like a hawk he is the councilman" you said standing up.

Kai's hand cupping your cheeks with a small smile on his face, "that's why we have jack" he said placing a small kiss on your lips taking you aback kai never showed affection infront of his cult members.

You didn't say anything after that letting kai finish his lecture before he dismissed everyone, you made your way back into you and kai's shared bedroom, putting a movie to watch on your laptop, not really caring what it was just something to pass time till kai came to bed.

You were about halfway through the movie when kai had finally went to bed, your eyes meeting his as you laid on your side the brightness of your laptop the only light in the room, "what you watching?" He asked stripping down till he was only in his boxers climbing into bed beside you.

"Just some shitty horror film" you shrugged Turing your attention fully on kai as his arm snaked around your waist, "how about making it up to me" he smirked bringing your lips to his in a heating makeout session, your body effortlessly straddling his.

Your hands trailing down his chest as he lifts your oversized t-shirt off your body, leaving you in nothing but your panties since you took your shorts off when you went to bed.

His rough hands on your breasts kneading them, his fingers rolling on your hardened pecks, you hips grinding on his clothed erection, earning a low groan from the blue haired man under you.

"I want you to ride me" he instructed wasting no time discarding your lace panties as kai removed his boxers freeing his erection, you spat on your hand for lubricant giving him a few tugs before sinking down on him.

The feeling of your silk warm walls eagerly inviting him in, you threw your head back staying like that for a moment, kai was usually eager for you to start moving but tonight he was letting you stay still.

Your lips on his tongues dancing with each other, his hand cupped your cheek holding you there, as his hips thrusted into you, swallowing your moans your bare chest on his, "fuck" you sighed holding onto his broad shoulders for leverage.

"You feel so good baby" he hissed the warmth of your soaked cunt sending hin into a new world of pleasure, you met his thrusts now sitting upright, your tits bounced with every thrust, as you started to move more faster.

"You ride my cock so good baby" kai grunted his rough hands on your hips pushing you further down on his cock, "fuck kai I'm close" you moaned your hand kneading your own breast.

Kai's grip on your hips got tighter seeing you toy with your breasts his cock twitching inside your fluttering walls that clenched around him, "cum with me" he whispered softly unlike the hard thrust that his hips were sending.

With one more hard thrust send you spiralling, your release coating his cock as his coated your silk walls, moaning each others name, both of your breathing shallow collecting yourself from your highs.

Getting off kai exhausted, half closed eyes plus it was pretty late at night you just wanted to sleep, "come here" kai mumbled pulling your body closer to his, feeling the warmth of his body radiat off yours.

The next night was hard for you, sitting in that van your mask in hand making your way to councilman chang's house ivy and winter wouldn't be joining us since winter was babysitting ivy's son and ivy was out with her wife ally.

The nerves bubbling inside of you, you knew that you had to do something to them, you didn't want to but it was kai's instructions, preparing yourself as the vehicle came to a halt.

"Alright let's go" kai said as everyone placed their masks on their head, kai the first to exit the van, followed by you, then rest breaking into the chang's household Harrison and Jane tieing the couple up on the living room floor.

You stood beside kai knife in hand about to make the kill bit only for the plan to be thrown out the window, with Meadow doing your job instead, you felt angry that she took your job, kai was either going to be mad at you or her for that, you took your knife killing the finial victim.

Kai instructed you to mark the walls with a smiley face with a dragged down hand print for the nose like he showed you earlier today, with the blood of the victims, whilst he went outside with some of the cult members leaving you, Gary and Harrison to finish the last of your graffiti.

Once you had finished you left the house looking for kai you couldn't find him, hearing something coming from the side of the house thinking someone else was there, investigating you discovered something that only made your guts churn even more.

Kai kissing the face off Meadow, the pang in your heart, you just walked back to the van not saying a word, tearing rolled down your face luckily your mask was still on so no one saw, till you were alone inside the van removing your mask, wiping the salty water from your eyes and cheeks.

"You okay y/n" Harrison asked getting into the van all you did was nod not wanting to talk, just wanted to be alone with your own thoughts.

The drive back home was silent to you anyway not listening to anyone, kai was talking about how great everyone did, sitting beside you as if he never kissed another woman behind your back, you wanted the world to swallow you whole right now, the kai you remembered wouldn't have done that he loved you.

The reason you two went your separate ways was because of your mental state losing your grandmother who was your whole life, you had to go texas to help your grandad just after you had graduated, knowing long distance wouldn't work out plus the stress you were under kai was understanding.

But now you wanted to make kai pay for his actions, walking into the house everyone including kai went into the basement for a celebration drink you took a bottle of whisky you gotten for your birthday still unopened and going to bed.

Changing into sweatpants and a tank top swigging on the bottle the bitterness hitting your tongue, guitar in hand strumming the strings, playing a random song to take your mind off what you had just witnessed.

"Y/n babe where are you" you heard from the hallway, seeing kai come into the bedroom, "come downstairs bring the guitar" he said you shook your head. "I want to be alone right now kai" you said not looking in his eyes if you did the tears would just slip.

"What's wrong" he asked taking a seat next to you "nothing kai" you mumbled strumming the guitar to an old song your grandmother used to sing to you, "it's clearly something is it what we did look it's scary at first but-" You cut kai off with a cold laugh finally looking at him taking another swig of whisky.

"I don't care about that kai it's what I saw you doing with Meadow" you hissed standing up with the guitar in hand and whisky "y/n wait there's a reason for that" kai said his hand grabbing your arm.

"How is there a reason kai for you cheating did you fuck her huh?" You asked anger and sorrow was all kai saw in your eyes "no I didn't y/n but it's for the cult I have a plan" he insisted making you shake your head in disbelief.

"For the cult yeah and what would fucking Meadow the irritating bitch help the cult" you asked waiting on the answer "she's going to video me getting attacked in a day or two then I'll declare I'm running for senator" he informed.

"KAI I COULD HAVE DONE THAT" you snapped walking away "y/n wait once it's the final conference she's going to shoot me" he added making you come to a halt "what the fuck kai you know what do it and see if she's going to be by your side through everything because I'm done I'll stay in the cult but us we're over" you said.

"What happened to you kai you've changed the kai I loved would never have done what you did" you whispered going down stairs.

"FUCK" you heard kai yell punching the wall as you went to the basement, "y/n" they all cheered tipsy "play us a song" Gary said as you sat on the floor legs crossed in a basket "any requests?" You asked setting the guitar on your lap fingers on the frets.

"One of your songs" winter said finally getting home from ally's and ivy's you nodded strumming the guitar again.

"The devil's tongue is long and rotten

Do you remember or have you forgotten?"

Finally kai made it back downstairs angrily, his eyes burning through you as you sang.

"The games we played, it's all the same

It's all the same

I was a child

Not long ago

The stairs were steep

Too steep to follow"

Your eyes were on him as well not breaking the eye contact, kai wished he didn't do what he did he loves you but it is for the cult his top priority, you knew you were second best to that.

"I'll go

Where, I don't know

But I'll go"

"With kindness and grace

You brought what I paid

It was just a game

It's all the same anyway"

"I'll go

Where, I don't know

But I'll go

I'll go

Where, I don't know

But I'll go"

Everyone cheered once you finished the song making you smile at the compliments you were showered with, making kai jealous, "right everyone call it a night" kai said everyone betting their goodbyes leaving you and kai alone.

You grabbed a blanket from the basement making a makeshift bed on the sofa, "what are you doing?" He asked you just ignored him "y/n I asked you something" his voice getting angrier and angrier "fuck sake kai what does it look like I'm not sleeping in the same bed as you anymore" you huffed going to grab a cushion from the living room.

Next thing you knew you were spinned around facing kai his hand on your throat, lips smashing on yours "what did I tell you the most dangerous thing is" he mumbled angrily againt your lips "a humiliated man but there's something worse than that" you chuckled feeling the wetness in your heat.

"Yeah and what's that?" He asked, you finally gave in to kai's darkness fully if that's what he wanted you were going to prove Meadow was nothing compared to you "Me" you whispered.

[americanwh0rerstory]

KINKTOBER 2024: MASTERLIST

For the extra depraved, screwed up people. here is a selection of fics that will only get worse as the days go on. even if the prompts seem light, by day 31 it will reach the depths of pure depravity

heed my warnings and have fun

1: gun play [tate langdon]

2: brat taming [kit walker]

3: public sex [jimmy darling]

4: kinky murder [james patrick march]

5: brainwashing/manipulation [kai anderson]

6: blood play [austin sommers]

7: inappropriate use of mutation [quicksilver]

8: risky sex [max cooperman]

9: toys [alex from adult world]

10: domination [michael langdon]

11: submission [tate langdon]

12: bdsm [kit walker]

13: prostitution [jimmy darling]

14: knife play [James Patrick March]

15: boot riding [kai anderson]

16: CNC [kai anderson]

17: period sex [austin sommers]

18: high sex [quicksilver]

19: before a fight [max cooperman]

20: voyeurism [alex from adult world]

21: dub-con [michael langdon]

22: cocaine and boobs [tate langdon]

23: smoke kink [kit walker]

24: drunk sex [jimmy darling]

25: threesome [james patrick march + the countess]

26: so many depraved things i don't even know how to summarise it [kai anderson]

27: cockwarming quicksilver]

28: mirror fucking max cooperman]

29: rule 34 [alex from adult world]

30: desecration of a sacred alter michael langdon]

31: orgy. [multiple characters]

[xrag-dollx]

❤️A list of amazing Evan fic writer ❤️

Thought I'd make a list of (wonderful 🫶) people in the fandom I can highly recommend:

@fear-is-truth

@am3ricanh0rrorwh0re

@trueangel420

@doll3tt33

@evvypeters-fics

@evanpeterswifeyyy

@taintandviolent

@silverzoomies

@marchsfreakshow

@corrodedmilk

@frankenkyle19

@lacucarachapisser (huge re-blogger! ❤️)

@evanchantingpeters

@theswanqu33nsblog

@c-cobweb

@evanpeterspeter

@wherewritersgotodie-blog

@kit-walk3r

@feefymo

@redroses07

@evanpeterswhoresblog

@kaislittlelamb

@whosbloom

(Sorry if I forgot anyone 🙈)

[doll3tt33]

╰➜ ⊹ ࣪ ˖┆soon to be inactive┆⊹ ࣪ ˖

she/her 𝜗𝜚 libra ☉ libra ☾ sag ↑ 𝜗𝜚 will come back to occasionally post and drop off a bot of the evans if I make any 𝜗𝜚 still a colin girlie

my most recent fic/hc! - my haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets ❥ colin zabel

everybody knows I’m a good girl, officer ❥ colin zabel

‘cause when you know you know ❥ colin zabel

my most recent c.ai bot! - playing dangerous ❥ colin zabel

a day in the life of a cleaner for homelander ❥ homelander

check your window, he’s at your window ❥ tate langdon

Goodbye for now! ♡

Requests are closed cuz I’m moving on with other interests, so this account wont be as active anymore. might come back one day.

a lil’ info:

• If you’re under 18, then it means this place isn’t for you and YA BETTER GET OFF MA PROPERTY!! On a fr note, please do not interact if you’re a minor.

• characters I’m sorta confident I won’t mess up with (aka characters you can request for): Kai Anderson, Tate Langdon, Austin Sommers, Kyle Spencer, Kit Walker, Colin Zabel, Peter Maximoff, Stan Bowes, Luke Cooper, Charles Decker, + characters from The Boys

• characters I’m not so confident with right now: James Patrick March, Jimmy Darling, Warren Lipka, Mr. Gallant.

I’ll need a rewatch to get a better grasp of their character so they won’t be ooc, but I’ll make them available to request in the future!

• general requests are cool! but I really appreciate requests with a specific scenario/AU. This is a kink-friendly blog, so feel free to go wild!

Bots & fics masterlist below the cut!

all of the bots below have detailed defintions and descriptions, along with example messages! So dw, none of them are empty carcasses of an ai bot

angst/dark themes - ✮ sfw - ❀ (might lead to) nsfw - ✧

c.ai filter breaking tut: pt.1, pt.2

Kai Anderson:

𝜗𝜚 Fanfics:

Your faithless love’s the only hoax I believe in. ✮

𝜗𝜚 Headcanons:

Kai Anderson SFW headcanons ❀

𝜗𝜚 AI bots:

Being in a toxic relationship with Kai (based off the song ‘Ultraviolence’) ✮

Kai breaking into your home for revenge ✮/✧

Visiting spiritual counselor!Kai to seek guidance ✮/❀

Kai coming up to you at a bookstore ❀

Kai “accidentally” spilling his coffee all over you ❀

⇢ I recommend the bookstore one over the coffee one if u r looking for a standard Kai bot to use, cuz the former’s settings are improved ((but like the coffee one’s still aight ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Colin Zabel:

𝜗𝜚 Fanfics:

Everybody knows I’m a good girl, officer ✧

My haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets ✧

‘Cause when you know you know ❀

𝜗𝜚 AI bots:

Getting arrested by Colin… again ❀

Having your first session with therapist!Colin ❀

Professor!Colin teaching you on your first day of college ❀

Peter Maximoff:

Peter challenging you to Pac-Man at the arcade ❀

Chilling with Peter in his room ❀

You’re both lonely on prom night so Peter invites you to join him ❀

Stan Bowes:

You’re the daughter of Stan’s boss and he has to pick you up from a party ❀

Having your first ever dinner with sugardaddy!Stan ❀

Interrupting Stan in the middle of work ❀

Austin Sommers:

paparazzi!Austin who won’t stop pestering you ❀

Kyle Spencer:

Frankenkyle showing up at your doorstep in the middle of the night ❀

You’re a new witch at the academy and you’re responsible for Frankenkyle ❀

Studying alone with frat!Kyle at the campus library ❀

frat!Kyle comes up to you at a college party on New Year’s Eve ❀

Tate Langdon:

perv!Tate snapping photos of you in the school’s bathroom ✧

Helping Tate after he gets bullied at school ❀

Tate walking in on you playing a ritual game ❀

Dealing with an emotionally unstable Tate after your break up (based off the song ‘Meant to Be Yours’ from Heathers: The Musical) ✮

Kit Walker:

singledad!Kit hiring you as a babysitter ❀

Kit taking all the blame for you at the asylum ✮

bartender!Kit serving you a free drink ❀

Getting steamy with husband!Kit in the kitchen ✧

Luke Cooper:

Luke getting everyone’s coffee orders wrong but yours ❀

[j1mmys-darl1ng]

Fictober plan

•-definitely

•-unsure

•-ideas needed

Ones marked with a '?' can be requested due to having no ideas yet for them. I also may add an extra smut fic on each angst but that depends on motivation.

I may also write fluff for the days inbetween but im not going to say i definitely will.

Oct 2nd - austin sommers (smut)

Oct 4th - gambit/remy (angst)

Oct 6th - kai anderson (smut)

Oct 8th - kit walker (angst)

Oct 10th - wolverine (smut)

Oct 12th - tate (angst)

Oct 14th - quicksilver (smut)

Oct 16th - ? (angst)

Oct 18th - deadpool (smut)

Oct 20th - ? (angst)

Oct 22nd - kit walker (smut)

Oct 24th - ? (angst)

Oct 26th - ? (smut)

Oct 28th - ? (angst)

Oct 30th - ? (smut)

Oct 31st - jpm x countess x reader (smut)

[jamespmarchapologist]

welcome to my online journal ◡̈

Sam , 21 , she/her , leo , INFP-T

I write for… evan peters and the occasional mark hoffman upon request!

[taking requests] ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა. not taking requests

Recent work(s) -

— A is for Asphyxiation : Kai anderson smut

Sam’s master-list

things i won’t write :

- anything involving fecal matter (pee / #2)

- more to come as i think !

[jimmysdarling]

This is so cute

[jamespatrickmarchapologist]

heeeello i decided to make a blog dedicated to my evan peters content :)

my name is Sam, I’m 21 and i go by she/her. My og blog is @ilovebuthatemen if you wanna get to know me more!!

i’ve been writing for a while and the past few months have revisited my evan phase as usual around this time of year.

my requests are always open, i’ll be setting up shortly <𝟑