#elizabeth johnson

[newwavesylviaplath]

they matched each others freak

[vizjpmdose]

"Lay you down like one, two, three, Eyes roll back in ecstasy. I can cure your sickness, I can cure ya.. Cure your disease."

[fear-is-truth]

WARNINGS: mdni﹒fem!reader﹒bloodplay ִֶָ࣪˖ ִֶָ་༘࿐ A/N: for @acrosstheunivcrse bc i agree. we need more fics about the countess

THE COUNTESS stands before you, a terrifying yet breathtaking sight—long platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, covering her nude body like a veil. blood-red lips contrast sharply against pale, almost luminescent white skin, a living portrait of perfection. she resembles a marble statue, too flawless to be real, but nothing about her is soft. her eyes, piercing and cold, lock onto yours with a fury that makes your blood turn to ice. your lover always had this way of making you feel insignificant and powerless under her gaze, her beauty.

“you let him touch you,” elizabeth breathes, lips barely moves as she speaks. her velvety voice is sweet like honey laced with venom, the deceptively calm tone holds a promise of pain. “you didn’t stop him.” anger emanates from her like a stench—she’s already slit the throat of the man foolish enough to try and seduce you, but clearly that wasn’t enough. you still have a price to pay.

eyes narrowing in naked contempt, her gloved hand moves up toward your throat—deadly metal-clad claws gleaming in the low light, glinting gold with menace. with one swift movement, she pushes you back onto the bed, her body following yours with predatory grace akin to a jaguar, straddling you effortlessly. she tilts her head slightly, platinum waves falling to one side and revealing her voluptuous breasts.

“i think it’s time you remembered who you belong to.”

her claws hover just above your collarbone, the sharp edges grazing your skin, teasing in a fashion reminiscent of cats toying with a doomed little mouse. slowly, elizabeth presses down, the first cut shallow but enough to draw blood. the pain is immediate and sharp, but it’s the way she does it—cold yet strangely erotic—that sends a thrill of both fear and arousal through your body.

with steady hands, she carves the letters into your skin—k… i… t… t… a concentrated smirk tugging on her lips as she draws the word out in jagged strokes. “kitten,” almost purring the word as she watches the blood rise to the surface, painting the letters crimson. swiftly, her mouth descends to your neck, lips grazing on the fresh wound, tongue sliding along the cut as she savours the blood that seeped from the letters. she drinks deeply as you gasp and writhe beneath her.

when she pulls away, her chin is stained with crimson, and you stare at each other for a moment before she smashes her lips against yours. the kiss is fierce, angry, and possessive—her tongue invading your mouth, forcing you to taste the sweet, metallic tang of your own blood. holding you in place as she devoured you in animalistic hunger.

when she finally pulls back, her fingers trace the fresh wound below your collarbone, her expression softening just a fraction as she examines her handiwork. “now you won’t forget,” her thumb brushes lovingly over the letters again, the fresh sting making you flinch. “you’re mine, kitten.”

[gt-icons]

Elizabeth Johnson aka The Countess “AHS: Hotel” icons

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[misscherrys-world]

❀The Countess have (used to have) a cat. Change my mind.

[melodymunson]

I need to work on my ahs hotel x hemlock crossover fic. Its Roman Godfrey x The Countess Bathory x fem reader.

Heres the collage I made for it

@langdonss @lockedxroses

[get4waycarr]

ꜱᴄʜᴇɪßᴇ ʙʏ ʟᴀᴅʏ ɢᴀɢᴀ ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡☆｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

[horrorcryingscreencaps]

[wat3rycelery]

I fear I need the countess

[fandominstability]

Does anyone still read AHS fanfic? I lowkey wanna write Elizamona now

[newwavesylviaplath]

rewatching hotel rn i can't believe i actually forgot how silly mr march is

[vizjpmdose]

it's a need to have a james patrick march coded husband so that I could experience these vibes during our dinner dates.

[walnutsxblacklicorice]

I'll Be Your Mermaid

The Countess x Ramona Royale

Mermaid AU

Summary: Ramona teaching Elizabeth how to swim is causing Elizabeth to have vivid dreams of another world... underwater

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Warnings: smut, oral sex, rimming, scissoring, mention of dolphin anatomy/sexual behaviors, fear of drowning, brief mention of racism, allusion to homophobic parent

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A/N: Chapter 2 and the beginning of 4 are mermaid fun without smut for anyone who likes to skip that kind of stuff

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Word count: 10.1k in 4 chapters

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Read on AO3

[fierysword]

Jesus shared the fate of all who die, which is every living thing. There is a difference that prevents any smooth comparison in that unlike the workings of the natural world that brings death, for example, to the back-up pelican chick, the manner of his death was not part of an evolutionary process. Rather, it was a contingent event resulting from an expedient decision by political authorities. Far from being the result of a natural process, the crucifixion was historical, unpredictable, unjust, the result of human sin. Given the vagaries of human will, his life could have ended differently

Ask The Beasts by Elizabeth Johnson

[smt-obsessed]

The Countess

☆ 112 ☆ entj ☆ Scorpio ☆ 5'1 ☆

Each letter and color portrays a different genre.

S = smut, A = angst, D = darkfic,

SF = sickfic, F = fluff, H/C = hurt/comfort

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HEADCANONS

Nothing yet...

ONE SHOTS

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SERIES

Nothing yet...

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