#brooke thompson x montana duke

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𝖠𝖧𝖲 1984 <3

[melodymunson]

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

My fics for Cody Fern and American Horror Story

Jim Mason x reader- drown in this love

Jim Mason x reader- nothing fucks with my baby

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

Xavier Plympton x reader x Montana Duke- wild side

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

Michael Langdon x reader x Madison Montgomery- bad romance

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

Duncan Shepherd x reader- birthday surprise

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

Xavier Plympton x reader x Montana Duke x Brooke Thompson

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

Duncan Shepherd x reader- forever and always

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

Jim Mason x OC multi-series Heart of Novocaine

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

Duncan Shepherd x OC multi-series Strangelove

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

Duncan Shepherd x OC multi-series Another life

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

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

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

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

Surviving the Apocalypse- Michael Langdon x OC witches series

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

Andy Dolan x reader (abandoned wip)

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

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

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

Michael Langdon x reader oneshot- If I was Your Vampire

Michael Langdon x wife reader x Mallory oneshot (WIP)

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

@langdonss

[violentdelightsproductions]

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

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

Happy Thanksgiving🍁🍁

[originalwitchedits]

BROOKE THOMPSON X MONTANA DUKE (AMERICAN HORROR STORY)

[skyesdaisys]

character's i write for

welcome to my list of characters where i have many of them from many fandoms that i write for

requests: open currently (just wanna try writing again)

bolded names are ones i really wanna write for

yellowjackets (shauna shipman, jackie taylor, lottie matthews, taissa turner, van palmer, nat scatorccio, laura lee, callie sadecki)

dc titans (dick grayson, jason todd, kory anders, gar logan, donna troy, dawn granger, hank hall)

fear street (deena johnson, sam fraser, ziggy berman, cindy berman, kate schmidt, alice hart, simon kalivoda, tommy slater, young!nick goode)

teen wolf (scott mccall, stiles stilinski, isaac lahey, malia tate, kira yukimura, lydia martin, liam dunbar)

american horror story (violet harmon, kit walker, lana winters, zoe benson, madison montgomery, kyle spencer, misty day, cordelia goode, jimmy darling, tristan duffy, ally mayfair-richards, kai anderson, winter anderson, mallory, brooke thompson, montana duke)

the summer I turned pretty (jeremiah fisher, belly conklin, taylor jewel, shayla wang, conrad fisher)

gossip girl (nate archibald, dan humphrey, blair waldorf, jenny humphrey, serena van der woodsen, vanessa abrams)

miscellaneous: maeve rojas (one of us is lying), leighton murray (the sex lives of college girls), miguel diaz (cobra kai), brooke davis (one tree hill), maeve wiley & ruby matthews (sex education), kate bishop (hawkeye), roronoa zoro (one piece live action), daisy johnson (agents of shield), zach dempsey (13 reasons why)

another thing i'd like to add, i wouldn't mind writing poly ships x reader like dickkory, jackieshauna, stalia, sameena, lottienat, jaygar, etc. (or a poly ship with crossover characters like dick grayson & kate bishop for example)

i will write for fluff, angst, and maybe smut (there's only so much i am comfortable with though) if you ask nicely. and i only write for fem & gn readers

and as a reminder, you guys can request for the following fandoms for oneshots, headcanons, or just sending your fluffy or horny thoughts in my inbox (i don't judge)

[eatmeeraw]

INTRODUCTION POST.

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the. sea speaks more honestly to those willing to drown.

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

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WHAT DO I WRITE? WITH WHAT CHARACTERS?

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

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Fandoms

— Scream ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. )

Characters i write for:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

— The Substance

Characters i write for:

Sue, Elisabeth Sparkle.

— Miller’s Girl

Characters i write for:

Cairo Sweet, Winnie Black.

— American Horror Story

Will be added soon.

— Stranger Things

Characters i write for:

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

— Hades

Characters i write for:

Aphrodite, Nyx, Thanatos.

— Wednesday

Will be added soon.

— Marvel

Characters i write for:

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

— You

Characters i write for:

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

— Jennifer’s Body

Characters i write for:

Jennifer Check.

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

— AHS (American Horror Story)

S1, S3 , S8 and S9 for now

Characters i write for:

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

— Mean Girls

Characters i write for:

The plastics.

MY BOTS

(reqs are open)

DNI

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

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

[coopermorrow]

American Horror Story Masterlist

This is my official masterlist for American Horror Story characters. I write for all the characters listed as well as others if it is requested. I will also write for their actors. For additional information, please refer to the post linked below.

This masterlist along with my others will be updated everytime a new story/fic is written or in the works of being written.

TATE LANGDON:

-none yet

VIOLET HARMON:

-none yet

NORA MONTGOMERY:

-none yet

LANA WINTERS:

-none yet

KIT WALKER:

-Comfort - Kit Walker x Reader

SISTER MARY EUNICE MCKEE:

-none yet

QUEENIE:

-none yet

MADISON MONTGOMERY:

-none yet

ZOE BENSON:

-none yet

CORDELIA GOODE:

-none yet

MISTY DAY:

-none yet

KYLE SPENCER (Pre and Post Death):

-none yet

DANDY MOTT:

-none yet

TRISTAN DUFFY:

-none yet

JAMES PATRICK MARCH:

-none yet

ELIZABETH/THE COUNTESS:

-none yet

KAI ANDERSON:

-none yet

WINTER ANDERSON:

-none yet

MICHAEL LANGDON:

-none yet

MALLORY:

-none yet

BROOKE THOMPSON:

-none yet

XAVIER PLYMTPON:

-none yet

MONTANA DUKE:

-none yet

HARRY GARDNER:

-none yet

[vannyisinsanity]

Hello, i’m a cis woman in my 20s. I am bisexual (lean lesbian), and I’m also diagnosed autistic amongst other things I will not mention.

This blog is multi-fandom (might be NSFW so please be 18+), but mostly this is just a chill safe place for me to gush about my yandere women bfs. This is also a safe space for all of my hyperfixations. If you don’t like that, don’t interact. I won’t list all my fandoms, but just know I enjoy many video games, shows, anime, manga, horror, and science fiction medias.

I play a lot of Overwatch, Fortnite, and Pokemon. I read a lot of Iain M Banks sci-fi, I nerd out to fnaf lore and other horror franchises, Attack on Titan is my favorite anime, and American Horror Story has held a deep place in my heart for 13 years.

I am not listing all of my ideologies here either, but just know that I believe that everyone deserves freedom, acceptance, peace, and lack of violence - even the people you don’t like. That being said, I do not agree with any real harm towards others, especially children and animals. Keep that far away from me.

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Here is a list of my girlfriends who I treat like my boyfriends:

Vanny/Vanessa - Five Nights at Freddy’s

Villanelle - Killing Eve

Brooke Thompson - American Horror Story

Love Quinn - YOU

Sienna Shaw - Terrifier

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Here is a list of some other characters I think are COOL if you’re interested in other medias I like:

Overwatch

• Ashe

• Mercy

• Junkrat

• Symmetra

American Horror Story (AHS)

• Madison Montgomery

• Rubber Woman

• Montana Duke

• Zoe Benson

• Michael Langdon

Scream Franchise

• Jill Roberts (Scream 4)

• Amber Freeman (Scream 5)

Blank Series

• Khun Nueng

Happy Sugar Life

• Satō Matsuzaka

Wentworth

• Bea Smith

The L Word

• Helena Peabody

• Bette Porter

Call of Duty (COD)

• Kleopatros Gavras

• Konig

Mario Franchise

• Waluigi

• Princess Peach

• Luigi

Attack on Titan (AoT)

• Armin

• Gabi

• Zeke

Terrifier

• Art

Love and Deep Space

• Rafael

The Last of Us

• Ellie Williams

Bojack Horseman

• Bojack Horseman

The Amazing Digital Circus

• Jax

Halloween

• Michael Myers

The Amazing World of Gumball (TAWOG)

• Darwin

• Anais

Uptown Girls

• Molly Gun

Pearl/X Franchise

• Pearl

• Maxine

Stranger Things

• 001/Peter Ballard

• Max Mayfield

• Nancy Wheeler

Game of Thrones (GOT)

• Cersei

• Daenerys

• Marjorie

Zelda Franchise

• Zelda

Adventure Time

• Jake

• Princess Bubblegum

• Marceline

Ed, Edd, and Eddy

• Double D

Five Nights at Freddy’s (FNAF)

• Circus Baby

• Elizabeth Afton

• William Afton

• Glitchtrap

• Springtrap

Orange is the New Black (OITNB)

• Piper Chapman

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Anyways, if I leave for a second can you babysit my boyfriends? I don’t trust them alone <3 ~

[angelicmichael]

living after midnight

Brooke Thompson x Montana Duke

Summary: Brooke and Montana get a bit intoxicated and get a bit carried away while going night swimming. Based off this post I made a week ago hehe

Words: 3.1k+

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and also vague mentions of weed, stripping (no nudity tho LOL), lotssss of sexual tension, lots of fluff, slowburn, friends to lovers, weird yearning angst for like .02 seconds lmao

A/N: Hey guys, sorry if this is random but I got random inspo for brotana so.. here this is lmao. Believe it or not I did try to make this under 1k words but.. I got carried away so I’m sorry that’s it’s long 😭. But the fic happens sometime after Brooke and Montana meet but before any camp redwood fuckery happens lmao. Anyway I hope y’all like this!! This is also probably the fastest I’ve ever written a fic so I hope it’s atleast decent haha. Anyway enjoy <3

A gentle breeze danced against Brookes exposed skin. The midnight air cold on its own regard but it seemed to blend perfectly with the extensive heat that radiated from the bonfire she sat in front of.

The night was entirely pitch black. The moon was vacant from the sky, leaving the only source of light to come from the giant fire that sat at Brookes shoes.

It was admittedly a bit unsettling being in almost the total darkness, especially with how many girls had recently gone missing in L.A as of late but the beer in her system had mostly put those thoughts to rest. Plus, being with three men and Montana was also reassuring. Even if she didn’t exactly know Xavier, Chet or Ray that well but.. she knew Montana.

It was nearly impossible to forget about how they met.. in the girls locker room in the showers and well; it’s not as if things were any less weird now. Showers or not.

It’s not as if Brooke and Montana were best friends or super close, because that definitely wasnt the case; but they weren’t acquaintances either by any means. The weird tension and ‘playfulness’ that lied between them ruled out being friends.. or that’s Brooke liked to think anyway when she had one too many things to drink. Like now.

Her legs twitched a bit restlessly; content at the ambience that surrounded her but not content with her current state of being. Like how she knew she should be enjoying herself, drunk, not caring about particularly anything at all but instead all she could do was fucking care. Her thoughts were purely infiltrated with Montana and it was embarrassing, to say the least but now that she was intoxicated there was really no harm in fighting it. No matter how annoying and taunting those thoughts truly were.

After all, Why should she not think about how nice it would be to feel Montana’s hands (which she knew had to be soft and delicate) on her waist and down her back? Why should she not think about Montana’s soft lips moving against her own, a few strands of her bleached hair (which definitely had lost it softness due to excessive over bleaching) brushing up against her face accidentally?

That was a rhetorical question; because she knew exactly why she avoided those type of thoughts on a normal day to day basis. Not because it would make things awkward between them but because it was beyond fucking painful to imagine scenarios that would never happen.. Never.

The smell of the fire and the sounds of the wood crackling, which was far too dry and poorly stacked (neither Xavier, Chet or Ray could build a proper fire to save their life), helped bring Brooke out of her thoughts and bit more into reality. So did the gentle sway of the tree branches which she could see in her peripheral vision, since they were right on the cusp of a forest that cut off to a beach. Ocean waves which slowly dragged across the sand were also soothing to listen too, albeit distant over the sound of Brookes friends screaming and laughing and being heavily intoxicated over what was more than just alcohol and weed.

Brooke reached down and swiftly grabbed the beer can which was previously lodged upright in the sand. Lifting the can up to her lips and cringing and unconsciously tensing up as she swallowed until the can was nearly weightless - wiping her mouth with the back of her hand just to see-

“Montana?!” Brooke nearly yelled. Both alcohol and temporary shock making her speak way louder than what was realistically needed.

Montana, who was previously standing several feet away with the boys was suddenly seated right next to Brooke on the log with no warning. Probably having moved over while Brooke was poorly chugging the alcohol she hated.. but she couldn’t help but to notice that their thighs (as well as basically their entire sides) were touching as she tried to wipe the alcohol that had embarrassingly dripped down her front in a frenzy.

Chet and Xavier looked back at them from a few feet away as they smoked what Brooke knew had to be a joint. Briefly laughing and giving the pair of women an amused glance before turning around and immersing themselves in whatever conversation they were previously having.

Brooke sheepishly met Montana’s gaze, feeling her cheeks grow nearly unbearably hot at the awareness that she was now being watched.. studied almost.

“Sorry,” Brooke added with a giggle.

Montana responded with a slight upturn of her lips; amused with Brookes actions not because she found it necessarily funny or pitiful, but for the sole reason that.. it was cute and endearing that Brooke couldn’t really hold her alcohol for shit.

It made her unique and different from everyone else Montana acquainted herself with. People that Montana had to basically learn to keep up with.. but Brooke on the other hand was different.. She was a breath of fresh air, and that’s why Montana assumed she was so attracted to her (besides her looks, of course).

Montana tried her best to ignore and not be bothered by the fact that Brooke was wasting perfectly good alcohol by wiping it off herself (alcohol that Montana wouldn’t necessarily mind licking off Brookes lips.. or her neck, or really anywhere else off of her). Instead focusing on how suffocated she felt here.

It wasn’t necessarily anyone’s fault. After all; she loved Chet, Xavier and Ray dearly but.. they were also undoubtedly preventing anything from happening between her and Brooke.. and that needed to change.

Montana huffed. Her deep brown eyes quickly flickering at the flame and then Brooke before speaking.

“Im bored,” she announced. Suddenly standing up and not letting her eyes break the gaze she suddenly held with Brooke.

Brooke responded with a simple hum. Her jaw quickly dropping once she noticed that Montana’s bright red nails quickly darted down under her own shirt. Hooking the material under her fingertips before quickly raising the shirt up and over her head. Throwing it back somewhere behind the log Brooke still sat on.. somewhere where Brooke was almost certain Montana wouldn’t be able to locate later.. which was probably done on purpose.

Brookes jaw still stayed ajar when she saw Montana’s hands automatically fly down to the small jean shorts she was wearing. She could do nothing but watch as she saw the button unhook- wait.. what exactly was happening?

“Montana, what are you doing?” Brooke asked with a laugh.

Brooke tried her best to fight the urge to look at her friend who was now well.. in her bra and underwear, out of what she was trying to convince herself was respect, but it wasn’t working. She knew for a fact her cheeks had to burnt bright fucking red; she tried to laugh off the feeling but Montana still stared.. her smile slowly growing wider until sudden laughter momentarily broke the tension again.

Brooke and Montana both looked behind them just to find the boys laughing and whooping as well at Montana’s sudden lack of clothes.

Brooke smiled back at them but it only lasted a second before she found herself overtaken with a emotion she never really felt around Montana before.. was it jealousy?

Just the sight of them staring at Montana (who obviously didn’t give a fuck, or was thriving off the attention more than anything) was enough to make Brooke stand up.

“Go swimming with me?” Brooke suddenly proposed. More than certain that her sudden impulsivity was coming from the alcohol more than anything.. it had to be, right?

Brooke looked Montana in the eyes again as she watched the other woman’s expression suddenly change at her words; looking utterly shocked and.. maybe a bit thrilled.

“You want to go swimming?” Montana nearly sneered, her tone reeked off utter disbelief, “and what are you gonna wear?”

Brooke laughed at what the other woman was implying. Her dark brown eyes slipped down to admire the rest of Montana’s body that she dared not to look at previously. Only looking for a second at the matching cherry red set that Montana wore. A bra which was most definitely too tight and cut a bit small, along with a thong with sat a bit high on her hips which only accentuated her figure even further.

She didn’t have time to think; her eyes darting back up to meet Montana’s which she knew were watching her.

“I’m not going naked-“

“You don’t have too. It’s not like their gonna see us anyway once we get away from the fire. Here.”

They both spoke in hushed whispers. Weirdly paranoid that maybe the boys would overhear and wanna join which- was something they both clearly didn’t want, although unspoken.

The distance between them was minimal enough due to alcohol (and other substances in Montana’s case) running high in their systems. Making personal space something that was now nonexistent.

Montana extended her hand out to Brooke to take. She quickly grabbed her hand, hoping desperately it wasn’t sweaty from how close they were to the fire and also.. just from the situation she was bound to find herself in. But due to Montana’s reaction (or lack thereof) she knew she had nothing to worry about.. sweaty palms or not, she knew Montana wouldn’t judge her. No matter how insane the circumstance; Brooke always felt safe around Montana. That’s why she supposed she was currently following her into the pitch black - her vision getting more and more sparse as they walked away from the fire and into some nearby trees that framed the beach..

“Are you sure they can’t see me?” Brooke asked, trying her best to look through the trees and see if any of her friends happened to be looking but - she couldn’t really make out anything besides the subtle outline of her surroundings which included Montana.

“They can’t see you. Relax,” Montana said with a giggle. “Now do I need to help you undress? Your taking forever and I’m hot- and it’s not like I haven’t seen you wearing less-“

Brooke tried her best to look offended and shocked by her reference to how they met. She knew that normally with nothing in her system she would’ve easily sidestepped Montana’s ruthless flirting but.. something felt different about tonight. After all; why should she keep trying so hard to resist something they both felt? And it wasn’t like anyone could see them anyway..

Brooke quickly turned her head to where she knew Montana was and stepped closer until they were barely a foot apart. Her feet nearly stumbled on Montana’s from the proximity; biting her lip to prevent herself from stupidly giggling once she felt hot breath on her cheek.

She grabbed Montana’s hands which first held hers back limply but briefly held hers tighter before Brooke directed her hands on her shirt.

“Take it off,” Brooke uttered. Her voice barely audible but not quite loud enough to be discerned as a whisper.

Montana didn’t hesitate as she quickly took Brookes shirt off, barely feeling the soft fabric against her fingertips before she quickly threw it behind them into the forest. Montana didn’t wait for Brooke to say anything before her fingers were quickly undoing the button and the zipper of her jean shorts which were only thrown somewhere in the forest as well (hopefully near her shirt.. Brooke could only hope).

Brooke tried her best to not look bothered by her sudden lack of clothes but she also knew that was purely idiotic since they were in the pitch black.

Nevertheless she looked down at herself, trying to discern whether her figure was actually visible or not but Montana grabbed her hand again. Making her gaze snap upward as she led her out. She knew they were going out to the water now; the sand under her feet and the fire now visible from a distance as they continued to go out. The sand becoming more grainy and nearly painful to step on as they got closer to the water.

Brooke quickly looked over her shoulder before she took the first step in - still holding onto Montana’s hand. She quickly glanced to see if any of the men they had came with were watching but surely enough they were still talking and laughing as if they didn’t even notice they had gone missing.. and they probably hadn’t given how fucked up they were.

Perfect.

She continued to hold onto Montana’s hand as she went further and further into the water; not phased by the sudden coolness she felt as the water wrapped around her legs.. submerging her further and further until they both finally stopped. The water lapping around Brookes waist, and well, nearly Montana’s chest since she was a few inches shorter than Brooke.

The water seemed to be a perfect temperature despite them being at the ocean; and the rocks had since disappeared under their feet and changed back into soft sand which also made the current situation a bit more enjoyable.

Brooke tilted her head back a bit, worried momentarily that her hair might get wet but it was worth it. It was absolutely breathtaking.

The night sky which previously looked completely black and void of any light whatsoever was now painted with what looked to be a million stars.

“Do you see this?” Brooke asked.

“What, the stars?” Montana answered, her voice holding a bit of amusement to it and almost as if she was trying to hold back a laugh.

“Yeah,” Brooke affirmed with a nod. Still keeping her gaze fixated to the night sky.

“What about them?” Montana asked.

The water rippled a bit as Montana started to a take a few steps closer towards Brooke, dissatisfied at the distance between them.

“Nothing. I just- it’s beautiful. I never do things like this,” Brooke responded, tilting her head down to make eye contact with Montana as she finished her sentence.

Montana smirked.

“Never?” She asked with a laugh. “C'mon. I’m not wet enough, let’s go deeper.”

Before Brooke could protest, Montana grabbed both of her hands and pulled her deeper in the water.

“But I didn’t bring a towel!”

“Your not gonna need one. We can warm up by the fire, remember?”

They continued to keep wading until the water almost spilled over Montana’s shoulders. The water barely touching Brookes collarbones but getting some of her hair wet regardless.

She hesitantly let go of the other woman’s hand in the water, intent on using her hand to help her gain balance since a few rocks were still on the ocean ground but - the exact opposite happened.

Brooke didn’t even have time to gasp or scream before her left foot quickly slid on a random rock that just.. of course.. had to fucking be there. Her hands quickly landed on Montana’s shoulders; the rest of her body accidentally falling into the other woman’s but she only felt Montana’s hands suddenly grab gently at her back. Holding her in place against her body.

Brookes eyes instinctively closed shut but when she slowly opened them and reluctantly lifted her head higher up (silently cursing herself for accidentally getting her hair almost entirely wet now) she noticed.. how close they were to each other.

Her nose was only centimeters away from Montana's shoulder.. which meant-

“Are you okay?” Montana asked softly, speaking unintentionally right next to her ear which made a shiver run up Brookes spine.

“Mhm,” Brooke responded.

She rose her head up further - her vision fully black now due to closing her eyes so tightly and being disoriented from slipping, but she knew from hearing Montana’s voice that she had to be close. Very close.

Moving her head a bit to the left.. almost microscopically, not wanting whatever ‘this’ was to necessarily be clumsy but she knew she didn’t necessarily have a choice in the dark.

“What are you doing?” Montana continued to whisper.

Brooke couldn’t help but to smile and let out a giggle that made her sound far more drunk than she actually was. She knew exactly where Montana’s lips were now due to her speaking. Thank god.

“You’ll see.”

Brooke leaned in slowly. Briefly bumping noses before catching Montana’s lips with her own. The feeling so heavenly and overdue - not enough but simultaneously far too much to take in all at once.

The taste of dull, gut wrenching beer started to flood her mouth. It was all that Montana basically tasted like.. that and a bit like smoke but Brooke didn’t mind. If anything it made the feelings of infatuation temporarily stronger. Brookes nails started to pierce the other woman’s back; wanting nothing more than to just have.. more. More of Montana; her taste, her hands, her touch.. the feeling was both pathetic but impossible to fight any longer.

The mere thought that this was something she was previously holding herself back from having was almost laughable but- that would be something to think about for another time.

Montana’s lips softly broke from hers.

“Eager.. aren’t you?” She teased.

Brookes eyes still refused to adjust but she knew Montana had to be grinning.

“Sorry.. I just-“

“Don’t be sorry. You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” Montana said lowly.

Montana suddenly leaned in with no warning. Her hands softly grabbed Brookes shoulders; leaning in to pull her bottom lip with her teeth.

After she let go, the feeling to kiss her again was strong but.. she thought of something better. The thrill of the chase was something Brooke always enjoyed, after all.

Brooke took a few steps back suddenly before quickly heading for the shore. Not really going that fast at all due to the resistance of the water pushing up against her legs but she laughed regardless.

She could hear Montana laughing and calling her a jerk in the distance but it was all just noise at this point. Her voice, the water rushing, the fire and their friends (which grew gradually louder as she approached) all started to sound the same.

Maybe the alcohol was finally kicking in.

Even though Brooke definitely felt tipsy, she still felt nervous the closer she got from being fully submerged out of the water. Maybe it was due to the fact she wasn’t certain what was going to happen at the fire, or if their friends had even heard anything but she knew atleast now she would have Montana. Exactly how she had Montana was something to be determined later, but as she finally stepped out and away from the nearly black ocean waves and ran up to the fire to go wait for Montana - she was comforted by the thought that things would now never be the same and forever would be different between the two of them.

Which had to be a good thing; right?

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[stupidocupido]

Brotana social media AU

[auroracalisto]

beware the macabre

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

A chill ran up your spine.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Then leave, you guys. Seriously."

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

"Did you guys hear that?" you asked.

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

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

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

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

It was quiet. There was nothing there.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your eyes were hazy and unfocused.

"Keep her awake," Ray ordered Xavier.

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

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

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

Ray didn't answer, looking at his friend.

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

Xavier didn't get an answer. 

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

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[gothicknightz]

SLAUGHTER CAMP — XAVIER PLYMPTON

PART ONE; CRUEL SUMMER

(warnings; swearing, mild violence)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 —

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

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

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

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

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

“Not for me.”

The blonde gasps, “The last American virgin.”

—

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

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

He chuckles, “Hilarious, no.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You guys should all come.”

—

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

“Get it for me!”

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

“Is that it? All of it?”

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

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

“I wil find you.” The figure threatens,

“Satan will show me.”

[infernwetrust]

saturday nights [Fem Reader x Michael Langdon x Jim Mason x AHS 1984]

Summary: You and Michael have a Saturday night routine,deeming Saturday’s a special time for each other, and then things get a little awkward.

Warnings: smutty smut smut, swearing, a lil bit o awkwardness, minute amount of angst.

WC: 1.5k

A/N: Part of the Bestfriends Universe that can be found on my master list, here.

All that could be heard within the confines of Michael's dorm room, and probably the entire hallway of his floor, were pants, moans, and the hitting of his wooden bed frame against the wall as he thrusted in and out of you with a fiery passion. Your hands stayed wrapped around his neck as you two kissed slowly, sloppily, and tenderly. Jim, who happily asked Michael to be his roommate for this year, luckily, was away, hanging out with one of his other friends at their fraternity house. Unfortunately, Michael had forgotten to ask him what time he would be returning, but that was long forgotten when you showed up to his door.

Saturday nights. Those nights were your favorite because they were reserved for just you and Michael. There was no doubt that classes and extra curriculars kept you two from seeing each other as often as you would both like during the week. But the only thing Michael had to do on Saturday was cross-country practice and then he was yours for the rest of the day well into the night.

Eating in the dining hall was never an option on Saturdays. At least that what Michael kept telling you when he would take you to your favorite place for lunch, followed by some Icecream or frozen yogurt. And if the rest of the crew didn't ask in advance to all go to dinner together that night, he took you out again, this time to his favorite place to eat. After it was either back to his room or back to your room, several events taking place before leading up the beautiful position you were in now.

He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he sat down on the edge of the bed, pressing his lips back to yours to resume the kiss as his hands firmly gripped your ass, giving it a good smack as you sway your hips back and forth on his length. Moving a few pillows behind him, he lays back, hands now around your hips.

"I want you to do the claiming tonight." he said to you. "Remind me of who I belong to."

With those words said, you removed the pillows from behind him, so that he laid flat against the bed and you pinned his arms above his head as you began to roll your hips feverishly on him. It started off slow and sensual at first, then quickly became slow and rough. Michael thrusted upwards into you gently, eager to create a little bit more friction, but you held him down with your hips, moving your hands to his chest. He threw his arms behind his head, watching you at work.

"As much as I would love to ruin you, tonight." you said, leaning forward and brushing your lips against his ear. "I've been missing your rough side as of late. I want you to pound me until I'm a screaming mess. Pound away all the stress from this week. Can you do that for me, Michael?"

As if he was waiting for you to say those words, to change your mind when he gave you the chance to be the one in the charge tonight, he grabbed your hips, and rammed in and out of you at a merciless pace. You threw your head back, letting out a breathy moan as your walls clenched and unclenched around him. His moans echoed right behind yours, him loving the sight of his cock disappearing in you and then reappearing. Your arousal and his pre-cum coated his shaft, making him slide in and out of you with ease.

"Mmm, look at you, baby." Michael said in awe as he watched your face scrunch up with pleasure. "You like when I tear that pussy apart? Is that what you look forward to every Saturday night?"

"God, yes, Michael." you moaned in response, scratching down his chest. "You feel so fucking good."

"Say my name again. Louder." And just when you think he couldn't go any faster, he did. "Let the whole hallway know how you get wrecked every Saturday night." You dug your nails into his chest, leaving a fresh set of scratches as you screamed his name out over and over. He twitched inside of you, a signal to both you and him that he was close, but you weren't too far behind as well. So in tune with each other, 90% of the time you reached your climax together. The other 10% was when Michael was urgent, needing you before his first class of the day or needing you after his last class of the day and right before cross country practice. On those days he came quick, a combination of stress and missing you throughout the day. This often left you, longing for him and he always made sure to make it up to you either later that same day or the next.

Without warning, he slipped out of you, making you whimper at the lost of contact, so close to your end. He sprung up from the bed, grabbing you up with him, giving you a few quick kisses, a giggling mess the both of you, as he dragged you over to his desk. Whatever was on there was thrown onto his bed. Before he could tell you to do anything else, you were already bent over, legs spread wide apart.

"Such an eager little girl aren't you?" he smirked as he walked over to you. "What if I wanted to look at you? Hm?"

"Then make me look at you, Michael." you retorted, wiggling your ass a little bit.

"Mmmm, naughty naughty." he answered, biting his lip and lining himself up with your entrance before slowly sliding back into you, filling you all the way up. He wasted no time getting back up to speed, his hand taking aggressive strikes at your ass, his other hand entangled in your hair, snapping your head back to make you look at him while he pummeled you. "So fucking wet for me. So so so beautiful."

"Mmmm, Michael, I fucking love you. It's all for you, baby." 

"Yeah?" he questioned, kicking the his desk chair that was still too close behind him for comfort, to give himself a bit more room. He angled himself just right, now ramming into your g-spot over and over as a mixture of moans, expletives, and screams left your lips. "I love you too."

Over all of the moans and screams, the both of you had failed to realize that Jim was now aggressively rattling his key in the door, desperate to get it open. Through the door Jim and Brooke busted in a fit of giggles as the two messily made out with each other, hands roaming freely over each other's bodies. You and Michael both snapped your head in their direction, absolutely shocked as Michael halted, deep inside of you.

"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you..." a breathless Jim said as he quickly discarded of his jacket and white t-shirt, letting Brooke's hand roam down his chest and torso straight to his belt buckle, leaving sloppy kisses along his tummy. Attempting to get in tune with his surroundings, he quickly glanced around the room, you and Michael being a rather large blur, a blur so large that Jim had to do a double take. His eyes met Michael's first who simply just stared, speechless.

"Oh. Oh fuck." Jim said, grabbing Brooke's hands.

"What?" she questioned confused, looking up at Jim who wasn't even looking at her. She turned her head in his direction, looking at a naked you and a naked Michael. "Ohhhh...."

"Uhhhh...." Michael said, finally breaking his silence. "I won't say anything if you guys don't?"

"It's not the first time I've walked in on my friends fucking. I caught Xavier and Montana last weekend." Brooke shrugged. Jim and Michael now looked awkwardly around the room, not wanting to meet each other's gaze anymore.

"It's cool, we'll just Uh.... go finish in the showers or something." Jim said, scratching the back of his head, pulling Brooke up off the bed and to her feet. "Honestly forgot that you two usually have Saturday nights reserved." You couldn't bring yourself to say anything. While you've heard your friends fucking from outside of their rooms on days you would walk past or attempt to pop in for a surprise visit until you realized that you couldn't, you haven't ever been walked in on or walked in on someone else. You weren't embarrassed or anything since it was just Jim and Brooke, just shocked as all.

"Yeah... yeah... sounds good." Michael said. "Have fun?"

"Totally." Jim said, grabbing his towel out of his closet and quickly dragging Brooke out of the room. The two of you let out a hefty sigh as you were left alone again.

"What the fuck just happened?" you asked Michael.

"Let's not talk about it before it kills my hard-on. Let's just finish each other out. Deal?"

"Deal.." you said, your breath shaky as he resumed what he was doing before the two of you got interrupted.

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[violentdelightsproductions]

AHS: 1984 x Freddy VS Jason:

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

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

[chaos-is-beautifvl]

Cece and Freddy

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a/n: hi! this chapter is a little wonky. not my best work, but, hey, at least i finished. hope you guys like it :)

warnings: cursing (to be expected with this bunch), sexual innuendos (I think we all know who made them)

word count: 1K

Xavier smirked as he eyed you up and down, taking particular notice of the blue jean shorts you were wearing. His hands shot out to your hips, circling them around your waist, "I see you haven't changed much."

You linked your arms on his neck, your smirk ever so present, "I see you haven't either, Mr. Plympton." When you felt his hands start to drift down, you tsked, shaking your head, "Hands to yourself, Xavier."

He groaned, throwing his head back, hair somehow staying intact, "Aww, come on, babe. You never minded before."

"Well, Xav, that was a while-" before you could continue, Ray spoke up. "Okay, I think I'm speaking for everyone, but... how do you two know each other?" You turned around to face the three, Xavier's arms still wrapped around you, "It's a long story."

"Yeah, a really long one." You rolled your eyes at his innuendo as he playfully jutted his hips against your backside.

"Anyway," you separated yourself from Xavier, much to his dismay, "what's on the agenda today?"

Chet muttered something along the lines of 'so we're just going to ignore what he said?' Montana quickly recovered from her (practically nonexistent) shock and smirked at you, "Wanna get high?"

-

The five of you made your way outside. The sun was still emitting its torrents of heat, something that didn't please you. You surveyed the parking area, noting the absence of something.

"Xav, I swear- if you got rid of Cece, I'm going to kill you," Chet muttered to himself, wondering what the hell you were talking about now.

"Babe," Xavier groaned, swinging his arm around you and pulling you towards him, "why are you always threatening me?"

"First off," you nudged him in the ribs, eliciting a real groan this time, "not your babe. Second, because I can, and you're too in love with me to make me stop. And third, because Cece is my baby."

"Hate to break it to you, but you're wrong about two things, babe." He made sure to emphasize the nickname, to which you rolled your eyes, something you seemed to be doing a lot lately. "First, you are my babe - forever and always. Second, Cece is not your baby; she's mine. You have Freddy."

"What the fuck are you two talking about?" Ray pulled you and Xavier from your little bubble once again. You turned to see him staring at you two, more so at Xavier, suspiciously.

"Oh, right," you started, leaning into the blonde next to you, "Cece is Xavy's van." The trio raised brows, and you rolled your eyes, yet again, "Vanta C? Cece is her nickname. Anyway, she is my baby, so I don't know why someone's acting like she's not."

Xavier scoffed as his hand reached down and pinched one of your cheeks, causing you to jump. You were about to say something when someone interrupted you.

"Okay, so two questions." Everyone turned to Montana, who stood with an almost disinterested look on her face as she adjusted her headband. "One, who is Freddy? Two, have you guys fucked, yet? Because I can totally smell the sexual tension from a mile away."

Well, that shut you and Xavier up rather quickly.

---

Meanwhile...

The blonde woman entered the practically hidden building. No one would have noticed it if they weren't looking for it. And, in this case, she was.

The inside was dark - the dust and moss having long ago covered the windows. The candles hanging on the walls, casting dancing shadows along the sunken-in tiled floor, were the only things that brought light into the building.

A scoff sounded from behind the blonde, causing her to turn around and face its maker. Once she saw who was behind her, she shook her head while releasing a scoff of her own.

"Would you look at what the cat drug in," the woman said, eyes rolling and arms protectively curling around her stomach.

"If it isn't the little witch bitch," the other woman said, tilting her head, causing her long braids to sway.

"And if it isn't the boohoo voodoo queen." Both their words hissed with venom.

The two alpha females were facing each other, having a staredown. It was safe to say that neither of the two was very fond of the other. Too busy giving icy looks that could kill, they didn't notice the temperature change. Or the man that appeared shortly after.

He leaned on his cane, watching the two women - both powerful beings in their respective congregations. Having enough of their bickering, he straightened his back, stalking behind them, "Ladies, ladies. No need for all of that."

They were quick to turn around, shutting their mouths. The darker-skinned woman knelt before the man, hitting her fist against her chest three times, "Papa."

"Rise." The command was curt, and the woman stood up, head bowed. Even though the blonde didn't kneel to anyone, especially no man, she did bow her head in more equal parts of fear than respect.

"Now," the man spoke, his voice seeming to resound through the empty building, "you may be wondering what you're doing here."

He walked around them in a slow circle, cane clanking against the floor. His words left his mouth in a pronounced fashion - slow and calculated. The anticipation in both of the women grew.

"It's fairly simple. The prophecy."

The women spared a glance at the other before sputtering out replies of: "I thought the prophecy wasn't going to start for another 100 yea-" and "How in the hell-"

"Silence!" They grew quiet, staring back at the man who now stood in front of them. The candles made the white on the upper half of his face appear more ominous.

"Now," he pursed his lips, black eyes traveling over them, "we always knew this day would come. After all," he rose one of his glove clad hands and waved it around in a dismissive manner, "prophecies have always been inevitable."

—

a/n: I don’t know if that ending was confusing. Just a side note, the prophecy mentioned isn’t the same one as mentioned in Apocalypse, but they are connected.

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[shesclearlya3]

Haunted (Happy Halloween!)

pairing: Xavier Plympton x Reader

word count: 3,133

warnings/notes: modern time, language, haunted house shenanigans, lots of scares and fluff

Halloween Night

You clenched the passenger door of Xavier's van as he pulled into the gravel parking lot of one of the scariest haunted houses in California. The sky was darkening as the forest around you became more ominous. You heard the excited giggles of Brooke Thompson and Montana Duke in the back as Chet Clancy and Ray Powell spoke of how "unscared they were."

You thoroughly enjoyed October and the Halloween festivities. However, you always avoided haunted houses of any kind. You felt great anxiety at the thought of being scared, and the last one you went to left a wrong impression on your ten-year-old brain. You were only convinced to come tonight because of your friends. You thought being with them would help ease your stress, and the boys had a sense of humor that could make you forget your troubles for the night. 

You were almost frozen as the doors swung open, and your friends piled out, the crisp air ruffling your hair as Xavier walked around to your side, opening the door for you. He could see the tension in your shoulders the entire ride from your shared apartment. 

"Babe, you good?" he asked, placing a hand on your leg. 

"I'm nervous," you admitted, unbuckling your seatbelt with shaky hands. Xavier helped you out, wrapping an arm around you as he shut the door. "I'd rather be at home."

"We'll keep you safe, y/n!" Ray said, nudging Chet in the bicep. "I'd say we're scarier than anything you'll find in there." he stuck a thumb towards the entrance of the forest, where people were all but running to get in line for tickets. 

Montana and Brooke let out a belly laugh, pointing out Ray's lanky figure compared to Chet's buff physique. Even Xavier smirked, pressing a kiss to your head as you follow your friends to hell on Earth. 

As you waited in line, you focused on the music playing through a speaker. It was a nice but temporary distraction to your pounding heart. You were humming Monster Mash, as Chet talked about the year before someone had a heart attack and died in the forest.

"Nobody died!" Brooke said, reaching up to smack the back of his thick head. You swallowed, leaning against Xavier, who was mumbling to himself. 

"It's true," a girl in front of you turned around, her eyes sparkling with interest. "I was here. It was some older guy, they jumped out and scared him and he went right down." her friends behind her were nodding in agreement. 

"Thank you!" Montana said her tone flat as the girl turned around, happy with her input into the story. Montana sidled to your opposite side, meeting Xavier's eyes over your head. "I wouldn't listen to her, y/n, it's not that scary in there."

You winced as a shrill scream coming from the forest interrupted Montana, before the sounds of roaring laughter filled the air as a girl and her friends came running out, screaming at the top of their lungs. Masked characters came running out, waving their bloody weapons, and shouted after them. 

"Lord strike me down." you said to whoever was listening. Xavier hugged you tighter as you progressed in line. For the next twenty minutes, you focused on the Halloween playlist, and Xavier asking you if you were okay every few minutes. 

The closer you got to the front, the more distractions that came along. You were eventually talking and laughing with your group as the boys tried to decide who was man enough to go first. 

When it was your turn to pay, you had to sign a waiver. Your hands shook as you scrawled your name, and you were given wristbands. You glanced at the names of all three attractions, apparently tame to scariest.

 "Let's go!" Ray cheered, running to the first one. The Hayride. The line was small, and you guys were definitely on the next ride. Montana and Brooke were holding onto you, both admitting they were a little nervous. Xavier was arguing with the boys over why he can't go first in the mazes; he was protecting you. You smiled, thinking maybe it would be okay after all.

It wasn't long before the line grew, and the tractor pulling two trailers arrived. You took a deep breath as they starting boarding. 

The boys told you to pick a spot in the first trailer, and you settled in the middle. You sat between Brooke and Xavier as everyone found a place. You glanced behind you through the caged trailer, seeing characters walking around and throwing themselves at people. Someone dropped their drink and took off in the other direction. 

You felt the engine start and multiple people around you cheered. Ray was hooting, and Chet was clapping. You laughed when Ray said, "that was the whitest shit ever."

You listened as an automated voice came over the speaker, spouting basic safety rules, and to exit the vehicle only due to emergencies or when it came to a stop at the forest. You held your breath as the driver pulled onto the dirt track, soon encasing the trailer in darkness as people giggled and cheered.

"This is kind of exciting..." you said to Xavier, who allowed you to lean into him. 

"I say that now, at least." you smiled as Xavier laughed. 

"You'll be fine, I promise." he said before you both yelled in fright as someone ran up to the ride and beat on the metal cage. Brooke was on Montana's lap as the guy ran down the wagon, scaring others and yelling like a maniac. 

You felt the adrenaline as more people came out, climbing onto the ride and overall scaring the shit out of everyone. You found yourself laughing and screaming with your friends and having a great time. You almost peed yourself at the sight of Chet sitting on Ray's lap, screaming bloody murder as a lunatic tried grabbing at them from the outside. 

You had to admit some of the scenes they set up were pretty gnarly, making you and Brooke gag as Xavier and the boys gawked at the fake gore. Other times you rolled your eyes at the cheesy parts. Before you knew it, the ride was over, and there was the entrance to the Fear Forest, where you had to wander around the dimly lit grounds to find your way out. 

You felt the adrenaline wear off as you followed the guys out, holding tightly to Xavier's hands as people all but ran to get in line. The girls followed behind, talking about the guy pretending to cut a woman's legs off on a dirty medical table. 

You had a few groups ahead, so you took the time to hold on tightly to Xavier as he talked about being hungry. You listened to him speak about these nachos he had the year before, and you felt your belly growl in response.

 "You're smiling," he commented, smiling down at you. "Are you feeling better, I take it?" 

"Well the first time was alright," you said, "I'm not sure about..." you swallowed, looking into the dark forest. You heard screaming and the sound of fake chainsaws. "That."

"They're not going to split us up this time right?" Chet asked loudly. You froze, gripping Xavier tighter until he was begging for you to ease your grip. 

"They better not!" Montana and Brooke said simultaneously. You could tell they were scared too, even Montana, who was hardly scared of anything. "It looks like we don't have to use flashlights at least."

The only group separating you from the forest was given permission to go. You held onto Xavier tightly as Ray and Chet bounced in place, still arguing on why the other has the right to be the lead. The only employee around was chomping on gum and playing on their phone, their earpiece blinking blue every other second. 

"I'm going to vomit." you told Xavier.

"It's going to be fine, babe," Xavier mumbled under his breath. "Trust me. I almost peed myself going in here the first time. It's normal anxiety." 

You nodded, squeezing his hand, "You're right. Just normal anxiety..."

The kid at the podium set down his phone and said, "You're good to pass. Don't get lost, now."

Your feet were frozen as you followed after the guys, Montana and Brooke, pushing up next to you and Xavier as you took the first steps into the woods. The lightning was low but well enough to light the way. There were strobe lights in the distance, and you could still see other groups along the way. You weren't entirely alone.

The first few minutes were just walking with a few props and animatronics barking things at you. You noticed people lurking in the bushes and trees dressed as famous slashers. 

You managed to keep your footing, but Ray, in his nervous-excitement tripped over a branch and fell forward, yelping as Chet was laughing too hard to help him up. Brooke ran to his aid, trying to hide her own giggles.

"Are you sure you don't wanna walk with me?" Ray wiggled his eyebrows at her. 

"Hell no, I'm not going first." she released him, going back to Montana, who nodded in agreement and linked their arms together. 

Things quickly became scary as actors came every few steps, screaming at you for help or threatening to chop you up. You slowly felt the adrenaline creeping back up, but the dark forest still flared your anxiety Xavier shielded you for the most part, but even he got scared and tried to run away. 

"Holy!" Ray yelled, running into Chet, who was right beside him. "You go first, man! You're the tough guy!" He shoved Chet ahead before running to the back with Brooke and Montana.

"Fuck!" Chet said, puffing out his chest. "Fuck you, Ray." he said, attempting to look tough, but his voice crack said otherwise. "You guys have my back, right?" he asked you and Xavier.

You had to giggle, "Yes." you and Xavier answered.

"Thank God..." he said before continuing the trek down the forest. 

Now that you were practically in front, you realized it wasn't hard to see who was lurking in the shadows. Of course, you still screeched like a banshee and tried to run when someone got too close. The scenes they had set up were gorier than before, and you were more disturbed than scared when you finally reached the exit. 

"Victory!" Ray called from behind as you all piled into a clearing with food vendors and people chilling out. You heard Xavier mumble something to Chet, causing them to both laugh loudly. 

"That wasn't bad at all..." Brooke said, still holding Montana as if they were conjoined twins. 

"Exactly..." Montana said, "Anyone want food?..." 

"Yes." you all answered in unison. 

You breathed a sigh of relief, two attractions down, one to go.

You waited in line while the others went their separate ways. 

"I thought it would be worse." you admitted, "I feel a little ridiculous now." 

"You're doing great, babe." Xavier said, grinning as you observed the menu. "No signs of a heart attack." 

Xavier shook his head, "No, it was kind of cute." He said, and you nudged him to move forward. "You know you didn't have to come. They would have lived."

You shrugged, "I wasn't going to come. But I've been avoiding them since I was a kid. I'm happy I came though, its been fun watching you get scared."

Brooke and Ray were already seated with food, and you sat with them. Ray was proud of himself despite chickening out and leaving Chet alone. Brooke was teasing him when the other two joined you, and you spent a good hour or so eating and relaxing.

Xavier mocked your laugh before it was your time to order. You got the exact thing and pouted when he paid for everything. He smirked all the way back to the picnic tables as your mouth watered.

"Are we ready to tackle the last one?" Chet asked after a while. The gang all shared looks before ultimately settling on you.

With food in your belly and a surge of confidence, you nodded. "Let's do it."

The final maze was an old asylum, and the outside looked creepy as hell. You got in line, staring up at the dark windows and waiting for the devil himself to appear in one of them.

"This is going to be gnarly," Chet said to Ray, who looked sick. "Too bad we ate right before."

You tried to ignore him, standing next to the girls as Xavier joined the boys, taunting them about who is going to chicken out first. Brooke and Montana both linked their arms with yours, and you quietly asked them if Chet was right.

"I'm pretty sure they used real limbs last year." Montana mumbled to you. 

"That's not very reassuring..." you moaned.

"I think I saw real blood!" Brooke whispered. 

"That doesn't help either!" you hissed.

The girls apologized as the line moved forward. It was the longest wait of all the attractions, and time seemed to drag on. You listened to the Halloween theme in the background and thought of being cozy on your couch, eating popcorn, and watching horror movies on television with Xavier. 

After the hour-long wait passed, you and your friends were told to enter the Asylum. The boys went right inside, and you and the girls were dragging your feet as people behind you laughed and egged you to go inside. 

The first hallway was completely dark, with only foot lamps. The guys were waiting, teasing the three of you as Xavier took your hand, pulling you close to him. 

"Eat shit!" Montana said, smacking Chet on the back of the head. 

"Ouch!" he yelled, hooking an arm around her shoulders. "Let's go, Montana!" he said, leading her to the front as she protested. "Let's get this show on the road!" 

You followed them into the darkened hallways, seeing more props and set up scenes of treatments gone wrong and patients hurting themselves in some form or another. Xavier wrinkled his nose quite a bit, whispering to you if you thought that severed arm was real. 

"SHIT!" Brooke and Montana squealed and ran for it as a man with a chainsaw, and a bloody pig mask flung himself from the shadows, and you and Xavier yelled and attempted to pull each other in opposite directions.

"THERE'S A FORK IN THE ROAD!" You heard Ray call around the corner. You and Xavier stopped behind the girls, looking as there were now two possible routes.

“Oh fuck," you said.

"Which way do we go?" Brooke asked.

"One thing is for sure. We're not splitting up!" Ray said. "I think we should let y/n decide."

Your eyes widened as they nodded in agreement, "why me!?"

"We trust your judgement," Montana said. "Hurry, they're going to force us to move along."

You shook your head, using your gut to quickly chose the left. The boys immediately walked down the aisle, and you followed, hoping whatever you decided wasn't going to send you to the Asylum yourself.

There were many strobe lights once you turned a few corners, and you and the gang were stumbling around as it was tough to see. You heard Montana curse every time someone stomped on her foot, and Brooke exclaiming she found an exit only to listen to her hit a wall.

"GREAT CHOICE, Y/N!" Ray yelled as if the lights made him deaf. "GO LEFT, SHE SAID."

"DON'T BLAME ME!" you said, accidentally grabbing Xavier's hood and unintentionally choking him. "YOU GUYS SAID TO PICK SO I DID!"

"Babe, I think I found an exit!" Xavier said excitedly, and you managed to open your eyes to see he was right.

"Guys, this way!" You called your friends, following Xavier out into the darkness. Your eyes were throbbing from the intensity of the strobe lights. You moved out of the way as your friends piled behind you, complaining about their eyes and asking if they were just abducted by aliens. 

"It smells terrible in here!" you heard Montana complain, and you covered your nose as a wretched smell started wafting over you. 

"I'd imagine this was what death smells like," Xavier said, wrinkling his nose. "I'm getting out of here."

You followed after him, seeing just blank walls and minimal lighting. You didn't think this attraction was that scary as the others and wondered if this were the end. You soon approached another fork in the road, except there were people in line on either side. 

"I don't remember this part..." Chet said as you guys came to a stop.

"It must be new." Ray said frowning. The line was moving decently fast, and you couldn't fathom what was about to happen. 

You watched as Xavier was gestured to walk forward, and he glanced back at you guys before disappearing. 

"I don't like this..." you gulped, knowing you were next.

Someone dressed in a plague costume peeked around the corner and gestured for you to come forward. You did slowly, feeling your heart racing while you followed the hooded figure down the hall before he opened a door and gestured for you to go forward. When you did, he slammed the door.

You seemed to be alone, and you stared down the halls with lightly lit red walls. You wondered if you just had to finish the trek alone. You could do this, you thought to yourself as you took slow steps ahead. You didn't want to see any dark hallways again for the rest of your life. 

After the first corner, you screamed so much your voice was hoarse. People were waiting on every corner, in every crevice, and they were after you to the point you started running, trying to get away. Every once in a while, you smelled something rotten, and you regretted eating those nachos.

You had no idea how many corners you turned and slashers you dodged before you finally reached the end. You almost cried when you felt the cold Fall breeze ruffle your hair. You ran down the small walkway to the clearing where you saw Xavier sitting on a bench. He jumped up at the sight of you, and you crashed into him, almost crying in relief; you had an adrenaline rush.

"That was horrible!" you gasped into his chest. "They were chasing me!'

"I got chased too," Xavier said, patting down your hair. "That was definitely new this year."

You glanced back at the haunted Asylum with a satisfied grin, knowing you'd probably come back next year. 

It wasn't that bad.