#edgar allan hoe

[bachiras-toaster]

ability sex : ̗̀➛ :: Black cat in the Rue Morgue

EDGAR ALLAN POE x gn!reader

cw. smut kind of mean!reader, basically hate-fucking, unrequited love (poe has a crush on the reader)- I made it so Poe can be inside of his own novels (idk if he can in canon), name calling

“You wrote a non-mystery novel and you decided that, for us to leave, the main characters need to fuck?”

You watched as Poe trembled at the sight of your irritated expression, your eye twitching as you realised the situation that you were currently in with him. While you were stood up to your fullest height, your fists clenched tightly with your nails digging deeply into the palms of your hands, Poe was hunched over a little, his thumbs twiddling as he gave you an apologetic gaze like a toddler seeking forgiveness.

You and Poe had accidentally gotten trapped inside a novel he had been writing on the side. Believe him, he had zero attention of showing anyone the contents of the book- Let alone you, but it seemed that fate would not have any forgiveness for Poe as the stars aligned at all the wrong times. There was no loophole, no clever way to escape the situation without completing the set task— There was nothing that the author himself could’ve done except accept what kind of perverted things went on in his little, dirty mind.

“You’re a freak, Poe.” You let out, making sure that your despised was crystal clear in the hiss of your own words.

But there was no other way out. You knew that, and he knew that. Which is why you had resorted to reluctantly setting out to inch closer and closer to your freedom out of the confines of the book.

Poe had you bent over a desk, his large hands needily gripping the sides of your hips as he thrusted deeper into you each time. You had ordered him to fuck you this way so you didn’t have to look him in the eye, but it just meant that he had the perfect view of the way your shapely ass curved over as he bumped his own stomach against your back. There had been attempts to get closer to you in the midst of the moment, but you would just give him a small growl and a tight glare from the corner of your eye and he would understand the memo.

But it didn’t stop him from wanting more of you. His hands would often roam from your hips to curling around to hug your stomach, his thrusts becoming even more jagged as his breathing hitched. He was whining helplessly and leaning forward so his lips were inches away from your neck. He was practically begging to touch more of you with soft whimpers right against your earlobe, but you had never allowed it. All you two needed to do was fuck and that would be it, you could leave.

However, the feeling of him being inside you had been way more satisfying than you had anticipated. You didn’t expect the feeling to be so euphoric, and you didn’t actually expect him to be so… Big. Having your walls stretched out to accommodate the size of his thick cock was a sensation that was almost alien to you, and one your certainly did not envision with Poe. You had tried to suppress your moans as to not give him the attention he craved- To convince yourself that you weren’t enjoying it, but the way he had managed to hit your g-spot every time made it impossible not to let involuntary moans slip.

“(Y-Y/n)…” Poe moaned quietly against your ear, his palms slinking up your stomach to hold your chest instead as he leaned even closer to the side of your face, his lips practically brushing against the skin of your neck. “P-Please don’t hate me…”

“God, you really are— Pathetic…” You gulped as you let out your own flurry of breathy moans.

“You’re just so… P-Pretty— I couldn’t— Help myself…” He muttered softly, his tongue connecting with your neck, forcing a quick shiver down your spine.

“You’re such a perv, aren’t you?…”

“I am, I am…” He whined desperately against your skin, his lips fully in-touch with the exposed area of your neck. At first, he seemed unsure of the amount of contact he was allowed, but the way you exposed your neck even more to his lips showed to him that he had your permission. “—I-I’m such a perverted man…”

The sloppy sounds of his tongue, as well as the sounds of your slick coating his throbbing length through every desperate thrust, it was getting harder and harder to deny your pleasure. You felt like your legs were melting a little bit and you soon found yourself enjoying the fucking a little too much, to the point where you were actively pushing your ass further towards him to allow more of him to enter you. He seemed a little surprised at your actions, but welcomes them wholeheartedly.

“Don’t get your hopes up, P-Poe…” You gritted your teeth as you let out another whine. “After we get out of here, you’re never seeing me again…”

authors notes: feel free to comment suggestions for this concept!

[j4mmyzpop]

Guhhh!! It's vampire Poe!! Be afraid be scared be terrified!1!1! (I have no idea what went on my mind, I just want to draw him🧍🌝)

[thinevmother]

Do you ever think the heart buried beneath my floor boards ever gots lonely?🥺

[therealdostoevsky]

"hey, diddle diddle,

the cat and the fiddle."

~Edgar Allan Poe

[medkitkat]

Just as turned out the lamp in the bedroom and heard foot steps in the hall

"Oh Trina moved!" i reasoned with myself

I stretched my legs to take up the space my cat usually occupies at night

"mrrrow" the disgruntled coo of a cat woken too early by her owner's misguided feet echoed for ages in my head. After what felt like hours to process I must face the question, what did i hear in the hallway?

[thatwritererinoriordan]

[k-arina1-3]

-Edgar Allan Poe

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price as Nicholas Medina/Sebastian Medina

The Pit And The Pendulum (1961) dir. Roger Corman

[a-hoe-for-dark-academia]

-Edgar Allan Poe

[daincrediblegg]

my talents are wasted on being a student I should be doing video essays

[governorneo]

Over the weekend I purchased this book ‘Edgar Alan Poe The Complete Tales and Poems’. So far I have read a couple of poems. My current favorite poem is Tamberlane. I interpreted this poem as cold, melancholy, yet heartwarming. Poe has become one of my favorite authors since I was in High School. I remember reading The Black Cat during class. After reading it, I instantly fell in love with this literacy work. Since that day I have followed Poe’s work. Thankfully, I found a book with the full collection of Poe’s work. I am happy and prepared to be consumed by Poe’s tales and poems 📚

[awaywardplantagenet]

What kind of dinosaur bricks their friends into a wall for insulting them?

A Montre-saur

[raf-is-missing]

[nevvaraven]

ravencore🕊️🖤

Ty @messrsage for the tag xx

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Tagging: @nunsdontworkonsundays @showinalittlelife @withtheoldstars

[scorpiogrlsworld]

gothic academia

[madonna-of-the-wasps]

"To those who have cherished an affection for a faithful and sagacious [cat], I need hardly be at the trouble of explaining the nature or the intensity of the gratification thus derivable. There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man."

The Black Cat

Edgar Allan Poe