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redroses07 · 9 months ago

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AHS boys cuddling headcanons. <3

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back from my year long hiatus! It's been a crazy year for me and I've been through a lot of ups and downs but I'm finally back! Expect me to be posting a lot now because I have a TON of ideas. Anyways, enjoy this little drabble! Love y'all!

Contains: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Michael Langdon, and Xavier Plympton.

Tate Langdon:

This boy is definitely a little spoon.

Constantly asks you to hold him in your arms.

You, personally love this, and happily wrap your arms around him lovingly.

Places soft kisses on your fingers while you trace his features.

Absolutely LOVES when you play with his hair, he practically begs for it.

Now don't think he's always going to be the one being held, that's just what he prefers.

If you're feeling down he'll pull you into his chest, and hold you like something's going to take you from him (his abandonment issues showing)

Loves kissing your neck while cuddling.

Kit Walker:

Kit is truly the most loving partner you could ask for and cuddling with you is one of his favorite things in the whole world.

Likes to see your pretty face so prefers that you two lay facing each other.

Softly tells you all the things he loves about you while pressing kisses to your nose, lips, cheeks, and forehead.

When I tell you his hands would be all over you, I mean ALL OVER. He loves to trace his fingers down your arms, torso and stomach.

Kit also likes to sneak his hands under your shirt when your laying together, and he often falls asleep with them like that.

Cannot fall asleep unless his hands are on you in some way (will not lose you like he lost Alma)

Anyways Kit is amazing and I am in love with him.

Pre-death Kyle Spencer:

Tbh he's my least favorite Evan character so apologies if this sucks.

For some reason I feel like he loves to nuzzle his face in your neck, and he often falls asleep like that.

Lets you lay on his lap while he works on schoolwork, and starts playing with your hair when he loses focus.

Loves when you sit in his lap, he will pull you in his lap literally anywhere. No matter if you're alone, or with your friends he feels the best when you're comfortably situated on his lap.

Jimmy Darling:

Big spoon!!!!!!

Loves when you straddle his waist or wrap your arms around his neck.

Really loves to feel as close to you as possible so he'll tangle your bodies together in every possible way.

One would think it would be hard to get comfortable like that but your comfort is Jimmy's #1 priority, even if that means sacrificing his own.

So if that means his arm falls asleep or his leg cramps, that's okay! as long as you're co. mfortable.

Jimmy loves to kiss your cheeks, and when he's in a silly mood he quickly switches between the two. This leaves you flustered, and in a fit of giggles.

James Patrick March

You wouldn't expect it but James LOVES cuddling with you.

On the outside he seems like he would be cold and dismissive in a relationship but you are his EVERYTHING.

Loves when you lay on top of him and he can comfortably wrap his arms around you.

Constantly whispers to you how much he loves and adores you and would do anything for you (In love with his accent)

Probably not surprising but he likes to leave marks all over you, and not just during sex.

Will bite and suck on your skin while you're cuddling. His favorite place to leave marks is your collarbone.

He sees this as an intimate act, and loves the idea that people will know you belong to him.

Kai Anderson

Lets be real...this man is not a cuddler. To be honest he only cares about you when he's trying to make the messiah baby.

But occasionally he'll be extremely overwhelmed with cult responsibilities and will turn to you for condolences.

Holds you while he vents to you about his frustrations.

Plays with your hair or fiddles with the straps of your tank top to distract himself.

Will also ask you about your day to give him something else to think about.

These are the few times when Kai shows his vulnerable side.

Will kiss your shoulders while you tell him about your day, or give him cult advice.

Michael Langdon:

I love Michael so much y'all he's literally my husband.

Cuddling can go either way with him tbh. Sometimes it's him holding you, and sometimes it's you holding him.

When he holds you he pulls you into him and traces is fingers along your back.

Loves to intertwine your fingers and tightly grip your hand. It makes him feel closer and more connected to you.

Cuddling is when you and Michael have your most intimate bonding moments. When you spill your deepest thoughts and secrets to each other.

On the other hand, when the pressure on Michael is too much, he wants you to hold him.

He cries softly, and stuffs his face into your chest in an effort to hide his tears.

When life just becomes too much for him being held and kissed by you makes everything feel okay.

This is a weird one but I feel like he'd have you brush his hair (I love long hair Michael don't hate).

Xavier Plympton:

Likes to listen to music while cuddling, and will softly sing along if he knows the lyrics.

Will also tap on your back along to the beat.

Likes when you lay your head on his chest and drape your legs over his.

Loves to talk while cuddling, telling you everything that comes to his mind.

He talks, you listen, and that's what he loves about you.

Takes breaks in between his various rants to kiss the top of your head and make sure you're comfortable.

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covenists · 1 year ago

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kai-anderson-whore · 2 years ago

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What they're like when your pregnant (the Evans headcons)

(Evan peters)

when you showed him the test he was shocked

he didn't really want kids since he's busy with acting

but is on board 1000% and does anything to help you

tells everyone on set and they all plan a baby shower

goes to every scan

sometimes he gets a little pissed off with your mood swings but knows its not you

loves your bump

once the baby is born he's glued to the baby

(Tate Langdon)

he thinks he recreated the antichrist

also is confused since your dead too

he's so scared since he has to raise the baby

thinks he's going to fuck it up

you need to reassure him he's not

does anything you want you don't have to lift a finger

practices with vivs baby

he gets so scared when the baby kicks

"What's happening are you okay?" He panics "Yeah it's just kicking" you laugh

he hopes its a girl this time

once the baby's born he's doesn't know what to do he thinks head hurt the little thing

(Kit walker)

Kit is so ecstatic when you tell him he's going to be a dad again

tells the kids right away

he kept some of the kids baby clothes and cribs ect

Will buy a whole lot more stuff for the baby

already thinking of names on the first month

knows exactly what to do when your moody or uncomfortable

is on love with your body even more as your bump grows

once the baby is born he would want to show everyone especially lana

(Pre-death kyle Spencer)

He panics when you tell him your pregnant

he isn't ready at all to be a dad since your both young and he's in college

probably getting into an argument about you keep it

he finally agrees

has no clue on what to do but is there and and foot

gets a job to save money for baby things

Will just hug you when your moody

100% will faint when you give birth

when he gathers round he sees you with his child and he crys with happiness

(Jimmy darling)

He's nervous when you tell him "what if the baby's like me?" "Jimmy if the baby is like you then they'll be a heartbreaker like their daddy"

goes to tell the freaks

Ethel is there to help you and Jimmy on what to expect

the freaks making you gifts for the baby shower

Jimmy always talks to your bump when your asleep "I promise little one I ain't gonna leave like my dad did never"

your not really sleeping so you hear him and try not to cry

when giving birth Ethel delivers the baby

you screaming such at Jimmy like "you did this to me" "I love you Jimmy but I hate you"

You don't mean it obviously

"look y/n they have my hands" Jimmy beams

(James patrick march)

he's confused at first he's dead

but he's delighted

has liz buy the most lavish baby stuff

"nothing but the best for my child my dear"

doesn't really think he'll be a hands on dad

doesn't know what to do when your moody it pisses him off at times

miss evers telling you old pregnancy remedies

James keeps you out of harms way

Will try and smoke infront of you

"James your going to have to quit smoking its bad for the baby" you tell him "this is an outrage" he huffs

once the baby is born he's so happy

they look like him with the dark hair and brown eyes

(Rory monahan)

He tells everyone and their mothers about the news

expect to be trending on twitter or something

is constantly updating the world on your pregnancy

takes time off acting to be with you he does not want to miss a second of the pregnancy

expect to be bombarded with baby books

goes to every scan and prenatal classes

asks a lot of questions

(Kai Anderson)

He's so happy that his messiah baby is finally happening

he's like the old kai you used to know

doesn't let you do anything

I mean anything

which makes you pissed off

keeps out of anything about the cult he doesn't want to stress you since it affects the baby

he's more affectionate

you think maybe get pregnant more since he's a lot nicer

once the baby is born kai shows his cult members

"THE MESSIAH IS BORN"

(Austin sommers)

he's shocked at first you both have been fooling around a bit and now your pregnant

Will cut back from writing and the black pills during your pregnancy since it distracts him

belle is a bit pissed since she won't have her buddy as much anymore

he will go to every appointment with you

kinda has an idea on what to do to comfort you

you getting spoiled

his hands are constantly on your bump

when baby is born he will probably write about being a new dad

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yacinthemorning · 2 months ago

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Birdsongs

Chapter 8

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Summary: The Life Pilgrimage is the biggest music festival of the century, set to take place all across the continent. Small-time rock band, GIST, and the up-and-coming alternative band, Empire, are both lucky to be among the hundreds set to make appearances, but there's just one problem. Neither can afford the travel expenses on their own. For better or worse, they're stuck with each other for the next five weeks as they try to make their dreams come true.

And, perhaps, among the chaos and music, two unsuspecting souls find one another...

Ships: Jimmy/Tango (slow burn romantic), Joel/Lizzie (romantic), Jimmy & Scott (platonic)

Warnings: Drugs, verbal fights, weight shaming

The crowd at the current venue was much denser than the last, owed to a major city being within a few hours’ drive. Tango could feel the excitement course through every vein, trying to keep from hopping about while he waited for Gem to finish the next introduction. Not helped by the sight of Empire in the crowd, easily picked out from the crowd thanks to Lizzie’s bubble-gum hair. She was up on Jimmy and Fwhip’s shoulders to see above the crowd, cheering on Gem.

“I hope you like this next one, I wrote it all myself! It’s called Sunflowers and Butterflies.” Gem declared, to which the crowd roared back. Tango slammed down on the first harsh note with Skizz, a smile shared between the two. Their Glitter Girl picked up on her part quicker than usual, always excited to play this one. Though it started harsh like much of their music, it cascaded into something much softer and cheery. A summer day. Not like the one they had now, sweaty and dusty, but something refreshing, early in the day. GIST had always been about the mood in their music, and despite how different her songs were to their usual nerdier fair she always captured that same rhythm.

The second chorus faded out, and with it all instruments but Tango. A hard reset to the tune as they each slowly rejoined the melody until Gem kicked back into gear with a cheer. Despite the lack of mic Lizzie cheered almost just as loud. The rest of the crowd joined in. A revelling chorus weaved into the beat. What was a song without an adoring choir to accompany it?

Tango thought he never wanted to be anywhere else but right here and now.

It all ended far too soon. He was still high off the applause as they filed off stage, sweeping their musical darling off her feet into a bear hug. She screeched with laughter, “Tango!”

“That was the most amazing show ever, Gemstone!” He declared, to which Skizz and Impulse gladly agreed.

“Stop! It was okay.”

“If that was okay then I think great would instantly kill me.” Skizz barked, digging his hands into her hair and messing it up until she called for mercy. Banter between the bandmates rang nearly as loud as the crowd had in Tango’s ears.

“Out of the way!”

A hand pressed into Tango shoulder, nearly knocking both him and Gem to the ground. She stumbled out of his arms, only kept on her feet by Impulse being right behind her. Her baby blue wasn’t so lucky, smacking hard against the trampled grass and letting out a terrible noise. Instantly he felt his blood boil and spun around to give the jerk a piece of his mind, “Excuse you!”

It was some guy in the ugliest green shag carpet-looking jacket Tango had ever seen and a dye job a month overdue for retouching. He also had a black eye, and for a moment Tango searched his memory wondering if he’d been at the brawl in the previous town. His face contorted into a toothy sneer, revealing a missing tooth as he shouted back, “What’s your problem, shorty!”

“My problem is you running through my band like we’re bowling pins, wack-a-mole!” Tango snapped right back.

Both Skizz and Impulse were on either side of him, but not as back up. Their hands simultaneously wrapped around his arms and started pulling him back. “Top, it’s okay.” Skizz, ever the shoulder angel, tried to deescalate.

“Bdubs, are you causing trouble?” A new voice chimed in, not sounding the least bit scolding. Three others had shown up, the front of the pack being the man who presumably spoke. An interesting looking guy, with mostly grey hair and mouth hidden behind some sort of mask, a look Tango might have taken in a bit better if he wasn’t already riled up. Their other two companions already looked exhausted, the bearded one shaking his head.

Bdubs hissed like a cat being hosed down, “I ain’t do nothin’, this freaking punk is the one causin’ me trouble!”

“You got a funny way of remembering things.” Growled Tango.

Gem pushed herself between them, “Tango my guitar’s fine, it’s okay.”

It almost worked if Bdubs hadn’t continued. “Yeah, listen to the little lady!”

Faster than he knew he could move his fist was twisted into the front of Bdub’s shirt, yanking his forward till their forehead cracked together, “Listen here, you little-”

“Alright, alright! That’s enough.” The silver haired man pushed them apart with surprising strength. Impulse’s arm wrapped around Tango’s shoulders and pulled him back further despite his protests. There was too much satisfaction in the new guy’s nod. “Bdubs?”

“What?”

“Apologize.”

He pursed his lips so tight Tango wondered if it hurt, but eventually muttered out the world’s least sorry, “Sorry.” Tango was ready to snap an ‘I’m not’ back at him if not for Impulse accepting the apology for him. It all seemed good enough for the other band, who shuffled the rest of the way past to reach the stage without another word. Not long after they met up with their travelling companions.

“Dude, is that Slab?” Joel perked up first, craning to catch a glance of the band that took GIST’s place.

At that, Tango did a double take. “Wha- Those jerks?” His voice went up an octave. On further inspection Tango could see it, though there was about twenty years of aging between the Slab he listened to in college and the band setting up in front of them. “Oh, wow, Etho went full salt, I didn’t think he was that much older than us.”

“Hey, we’re getting up there too. I got twenty-six grey hairs and counting!” Skizz said as he dropped to the grass.

They’d lost Joel completely, though, who was staring off towards the stage. Lizzie nudged him, a teasing smirk on her, “Go on, you dork.”

“What? Go where?” He said, gaze shifting to the sky. Some of Empire’s members began to giggle, which only added pink to the man’s cheeks.

It was Gem who leaned into the rest of her band with a similar expression to Lizzie. “He saw him play literally once when we were like 18 and now he has half a wall in his garage dedicated to the guy. He’s obsessed!”

“Uh, no I do not, Gem. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The drummer sneered, arms folded in defiance. In truth, Tango and Impulse couldn’t say anything, only nod in solidarity. It may be a bit odd for someone Joel’s age, but Slab was still touring to sold out stadiums over twenty years into their careers for a reason. It only took Gem tugging on him in the direction of the crowd to get him to start running for it.

The rest of the Empires seemed much less interested, Fwhip corralling them towards some band Tango didn’t recognize, but looked far more Lizzie’s vibe. There was an awkward moment, where Jimmy paused between his bandmates and GIST. Whether he thought he should help them with the long trek back to the trailer or invite them along, Tango shrugged either way, shooing him off. “You’re free from watching us, now.” He said, only half-joking. “You can go enjoy yourselves.”

“I wanted to watch you, you’re amazing.” replied Jimmy with a frown, but he hitched his guitar up his shoulder and went.

For some reason it made Tango stumble. For reasons that had to do with the universe hating him, Skizz noticed. “Oh, Top, my man.” His tone immediately sent the hairs on Tango’s neck up like a porcupine, flashing his teeth at his bandmate before stomping off.

“Shut up.”

“Tangle Top, what sort of friend would I be if I did that?”

“A good one.” He snapped. Any further protest was muffled by the arm that wrapped around his shoulders, shoving him into a firm headlock. He struggled, only for a moment, before resigning himself o his fate. “What?”

“What’s all this about, hm?” There it was, his therapist voice. Tango was convinced the only reason the guy got into middle management instead of therapy was because his patients would have bludgeoned him to death with his own clipboard after he revealed exactly what was wrong with them. “Is it you’re feeling out of style? Not hip with the kids? A little lame?”

He elbowed his old friend, which got a laugh. “No Skizz, I know we’re lame. We play music that hasn’t been in for over a decade without a single bit of irony or retrofication, of course we’re lame.”

“Then it’s to do with your new best buddy, huh?”

Tango could use a clipboard right about now.

Skizz had that grin of his, that one that said he hit the nail on the head and knew it. “You’re ridiculous, Top. You just basked in the praise of hundreds of screaming fans but you can’t handle one little compliment from Jimbo?”

“It’s a bit different.” Tango pinched his fingers, shoving them in Skizz’s face in hopes he would get the message. “You know, one’s the faceless masses who chose to come see us. The other’s a friend.”

“Whatever you gotta tell yourself to sleep at night, Top.”

When they reached the trailer Pearl was already waiting for them, playing with the canary through the bars of its cage. Scattered about the table were various booklets and maps. Given that she was here and not miles away in the car, Tango assumed the bird situation had yet to be figured out. Not that he knew what to do about it. All he knew was that he’d rather Pearl deal with it than Fwhip or Scott after the other day. He could hear the little Impulse in his brain, it’s not fair to judge people in the middle of a stressful situation, but he couldn’t help it. Better to leave serious matters to Pearly-pop.

“Empire doesn’t play until tomorrow,” was the only part of their conversation he caught as he passed. Scott’s tone was back to its usual cadence, as was his wrinkles. The only thing out of place on the man was the slight redness to his eyes and a blunt tucked between his fingers. Unusual not in its use, but in the man trotting about with it when Tango had never once seen him show his face before putting himself together. After his outburst perhaps this was his current form of put together.

Pearl waved him over, and the two met up a ways away from the teal-haired man. “Unless we wanna hang out around here an extra day we aren’t gonna be able to bring the bird back.” She explained as he joined her. Understandable, but frustrating.

“What if the trailer goes on ahead and we meet back up at the next venue?” He suggested, miming the plan with his hands for her.

Her expression was grim, but she nodded. “That’s what we came to. It’s either that, or we wait and someone brings it back at the end of this on our way home.”

“And that’s gonna take someone way outta the way if we do.”

“Exactly.”

A solid plan, in theory. Looking around at their group, however, a different issue became clear. “It can’t be anyone from Empires.” Realized Tango. Whoever went would need to get a move on today, and as Scott had said, they needed their manager here. They weren’t like GIST, on the verge of retirement, they couldn’t afford to have him missing from the biggest event they’re likely to ever be in. On the other end, “If two of us go and we don’t catch up in time we won’t be able to play.”

Pearl nodded along. They’d already figured this long before he did. “And you’ll have a good chunk of our luggage with you either way. We can’t fit it all into the bus.”

Tango’s eyes drifted over their camp, to Scott who was still nursing a headache in the shade, to Skizz and Impulse laughing inside, and the empty seats of their companions out enjoying the shows. “Then you and me will go.”

“Tango...”

“We won’t be late.” He assured, patting her shoulder and pulling her in closer. “Look, we won’t be late. There’s two of us, we can drive through the night. And I ain’t know anyone as talented behind the wheel as you, so I know we won’t get into any trouble. We’ll just take our stuff and a couple things the others won’t miss. We’ll shove the pots and pans in there and they can eat KFC for a few days or something.”

“I could eat KFC for the rest of the trip.” Scot suddenly interjected with a half-hearted laugh. His hand hid his expression, leaving Tango unsure if he was joking.

Pearl stared at the man for a long moment, frowning deeply. A tooth poked out the side of her mouth, trying to stop itself from biting her lip. She sighed. “Yeah, alright. Let’s do it.”

“Kay, then let’s get to work. We got a lot of walking back and forth to do.” He gave her a final slap on the back, and the two got to work.

Lizzie shrieked as Jimmy stumbled over an empty beer can left out in the mud. “Okay, I want down now!” She warbled. Gem laughed at her from atop Fwhip’s shoulders as the two sprinted by, nearly knocking Jimmy over a second time and tearing a shriek from both siblings.

“Right, right.” Jimmy agreed. His knees shook as he bent down for her to climb off his shoulders, trying to keep his case from dipping into the mud. “Geez, lay off the crisps, Liz.” He tried to joke, for which he received a kick in the shin as she landed. It was enough to send him tumbling forward right into the mud. Hopefully it was just mud, but as it filled his nostrils there was the stench of ash and alcohol mixed in. The cocktail was almost enough to make him gag. “Hey!” He squawked after her, “I help you see and this is the thanks I get?”

There was the telltale signs. The last glance of a shocked look before her nose turned up to the sky, and the stiffness of how she held her shoulders as she stuttered through her words, “Well, you should have thought of that before you insulted a lady’s weight. Maybe you should hit the gym more.” And the hesitance to leave or break her facade to help. She may act more poised, but Jimmy knew they fell from the same tree. Fell being the key word. She spun around and nearly slipped in the exact same mud pool. Jimmy rolled his eyes and pushed back up, trying his best brush as much mud off his guitar before helping haul Lizzie back up onto her own feet. When he attempted to chastise her back he was interrupted by his own yawn. It cascaded to Lizzie. “Oh my.” She murmured.

“Must be the heat.” He giggled. Never mind the last couple of days, a week in he was remembering how exhausting it really was to be around so many people and noises. And in the middle of warm weather and no shade. Despite not playing, he felt ready to crash for a nap. From the look Lizzie gave she had the same idea.

When they reached the trailer there was no one else there. Bags and instruments were strewn about, the side panels left open. Jimmy frowned at the sight of the little canary, shrieking in its cage left out atop a stack of Lizzie’s suitcases in the sun. “What’s going on here?”

“Must be reorganizing so we can get our stuff easier tomorrow.” Lizzie hummed, tapping her foot against the edge of the tarp they’d laid out. “Although they’ve made a right mess of it.”

“That they did.” He lifted the cage up, cooing to the canary until it calmed to a stressed chirp. The metal bars were warmed. How long had the poor thing been out here? He shifted his guitar further down his back, wincing as he felt a glob of mud slop down the back of his shirt. “Right, lets get cleaned up.” And so the three went inside, careful to slip their muddy shoes off at the steps and brush away the largest clumps.

On the outside of their clothes and the half of his case that faced outwards the sun had already baked the mud into crumbling dirt, leaving them half dried out and half muck-covered. A terrible, disgusting feeling. They took the chance with no one else around to change. Though the inside of the trailer was cooler the sun beat down through the windows into the main area, and the siblings retreated to the bedroom, where the curtains were always drawn. “Thank you Gem.” Lizzie murmured as she sunk into the cool mattress.

Jimmy laughed, until the canary squawked again. “You be quiet, mister.” He hushed, putting the cage down in the corner and throwing a stray sheet over it. In the darkness the bird quickly calmed. Poor thing must have been tired as well from all its flapping about. His case went beside it, almost entirely blocking off the doorway. It was better than getting an earful for dirt on the bed. Jimmy joined his sister, making sure to land half-on top of her as revenge. Lizzie shrieked, smacking him until her rolled away cackling.

“I’ll throw you back in the mud!” She threatened.

“I don’t think either of us have the energy for that.” he sang, lifting his arms and letting them flop back down for emphasis. It only felt more like he was trying to imitate a bird than prove his point. It worked well enough, Lizzie rolling over without bothering to reply. No one to talk to, he felt the weight of exhaustion and heat overcome him, and bother Jimmy knew it he was out like a light.

The drive so far had been pleasant, Tango taking first shirt as they barrelled back down the road and Pearl mapped it out. A mix tape she’d made only a few months ago played over the stereo, blaring Simple Minds for the pair to sing along to.

“Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t you,” Pearl cooed, shaking her head each time, until Tango joined in with a wide grin, “Forget about me!” Absent an instrument, Tango tapped his fingers against the steering wheel and made a horrid attempt at repeating the keys with his voice, causing Pearl to burst out laughing.

“Alright, mate, none of that! You sound terrible!”

“Reason number five million bajillion and seven why I’m the bassist and not the singer.” He drawled, still snickering.

“And why I’m the manager.” Pearl added, exaggerating the slur in her accent until it was hardly intelligible. It was a lie, Tango had heard her sing. Though she had no training like Gem or Lizzie, she was more than good enough for long car rides with the windows down.

Pearl let out a hooting sort of sigh, and stretched her long arms out behind the seat as far as she could. “I know I shouldn’t be but I’m glad to get a break from all that.” Said the woman as she slumped into her seat.

Tango hummed in agreement, letting his arm hang out the window. The car was still cramped as hell, but just being away from the large group was a breath of fresh air he hadn’t realized he needed. “It sneaks up on you. No matter how well you get along, being trapped with a bunch of people and no way to get away wears you out.”

“And we got another four weeks of this.”

Both groaned as it sunk in. “Well, hopefully someone steals a parrot or something before we leave for the next venue.” Tango tries to joke. “Though I’m not sure I could handle the twittering.”

Pearl gave him a pity laugh and turned around. “That little guy’s been quite good so far, actually. Almost five hours now it’s been silent.”

Tango made a noise of agreement. Thank whoever for the bird’s silence so far. Before they left he was dreading listening to it squawk for twelve hours straight. “Did you put blackout curtains over it, or did you suffocate it under the luggage?”

But Pearl turned to him, brows furrowed. “Nooo, I didn’t. Where did you even stuff it in back there, I can’t see it at all.”

“Me?” Tango balked. Dread filled his belly, and he quickly pulled over to the side of the highway. “I didn’t put anywhere, I went to grab it and it was already gone.” He explained. Pearl was already undoing her buckle.

Both stumbled out of the car and started with the trunk. It was nowhere to be seen. Soon they began to dig, undoing all the neat packing Pearl had done earlier. They dug, and dug, and nothing. Tango shifted things around, they had to have just missed it somehow, but Pearl was already wandering off with her face buried in her hands.

“Oh my god.” She groaned, muffled. “Are you kidding me?”

“Are you kidding me!” Tango repeated, tossing his duffel bag violently against the mess they’d made.

They slumped onto the edge of the trunk. Tango tried to retrace their steps, remember where Skizz had put the cage down while they were sorting through bags with Impulse. Tried to remember who said would grab what. It was an uphill battle against his terrible memory, and one that meant nothing now that they were in the middle of nowhere with a car packed full of everything but the one thing they needed.

The sun was beginning to set through the trees, casting long shadows across them. Only a few cars passed by, none stopping to check on them. He didn’t know if he was offended by the rudeness or thankful he didn’t have to explain to a stranger that they lost a bird.

“We have to go back.” Pearl announced, though she made no move to get back in the car.

Tango scoffed. “And what? We’ll have wasted ten hours at least, we don’t have time to drive the bird back now.”

“Well where else are we gonna go?”

Good point. Counterpoint, Tango wasn’t so sure he wanted to face their bandmates, and especially not Empire, with this humiliating story. The most they could do was continue on to some complete stranger’s house and tell them their buddy stole their bird, but also they didn’t have it and they’d return it in a month. He groaned, tossing his head forward. “Well, you wanna drive through the night or find a motel?”

“Let’s just get back.” Tango had never heard her so defeated. She pushed off the trunk and headed for the driver’s seat. “You catch some sleep, I already took a nap earlier.”

With a sombre ooze hanging over everything the pair crawled back into the car and made a U-turn back to the event.

#tangotek #jimmy solidarity #team rancher #rancher duo #solidaritek #trafficshipping #traffic series #hermitpires #mcyt #fanfiction #fanfic #modern au #hurt/comfort #sharing a slice of cake

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eventually27 · 2 years ago

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Reader on their period

How would the evans react

The Evans, when its your time of the month..

(Mentions of blood and sex)

Tate Langdon

He'd keep checking on you to make sure you were OK.

He would sit and listen to your favourite songs with you.

Play scrabble with you to pass the time.

He would run you a bath with black rose petals, of course, and sit with you.

He would steal medication from around the house for you. He would hate seeing you in pain.

Offer you plenty of cuddles and belly rubs.

He would clean your sheets if you bled on them.

Kit Walker

He would come home from work with flowers and chocolate.

He would come home on this lunch break to check on you.

He'd cook you your favourite meal for dinner.

Before he would go to work in the morning, he would get you a hot water bottle and kiss you on the forhead.

He'd go to the shop for you whenever you needed anything.

Kyle Spencer

Pre death

He would walk you to any classes you had to go to.

He would sneak you in his dorm to cuddle you all night.

He wouldn't get mad at your mood swings, he knew you didn't mean it.

He would get snacks and watch your favourite film, even if it was a romance film.

Frankenkyle

He would be confused as to why you're moody. You would have to explain that you couldn't help it and didn't mean it.

He would be freaked out that you're bleeding and not understand why.

He would be concerned, get upset, and cuddle you.

Jimmy Darling

He would get slight ptsd from his encounter with Desiree Dupree 🫣.

He'd try his best to comfort you.

He would round up the others, and they would try to cheer you up.

He'd ride into town to get you anything you needed, day or night (as long as the show hadn't started)

Offer you alcohol to numb any pain you were in and tuck you into bed in his trailer.

James Patrick March

Has Miss Evers on standby for any bloody sheets.

He isn't bothered by a bloody mess at all. If anything, he likes it, so he wants to pleasure you.

He would arrange a nice dinner to be cooked for you in the evening.

Absinthe on had to numb the pain.

He'd shower you in gifts and jewels (even if they were from the dead)

Kai Anderson

He doesn't mind blood.

But he thinks you're weak for letting it affect your emotions.

He thinks you're denying your body of its true meaning (having a baby). Bleeding is your punishment.

He would tease you sexualy but not give anything untill you were finished.

He's unpredictable. He might occasionally show you sympathy and give you a cuddle but not for long.

But dont worry, Winter would be there to help you and offer support.

Colin Zabel

He would get you a hot water bottle and make you a coffee before he left for work.

He would text you throughout the day to check in.

Although embarrassed, he would buy you pads/tampons from the shop (not making eye contact as he bought them)

He would return from work with flowers and your favourite snacks.

He would order takeout for you, and you would watch movies and eat in bed.

You would receive all the cuddles and kisses he had to give.

He would tell him mum/mom you couldn't come over for dinner untill you were better.

#evan peters #tate langdon #kyle spencer #kit walker #jimmy darling #james patrick march #kai anderson #colin zabel #american horror story #fanfic #fanfiction #evan peters fanfic #imagines #headcannons #ahs fanfic #violet harmon #mare of easttown #ao3 #wattpad

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yanderes-galore · 2 years ago

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Can I ask for a Jimmy Valmer concept?

At first I thought "How do I do this? Can he be yandere?"

After some thinking... maybe. Maybe he can. Aged up as usual. This has a few triggering themes but for some reason "comedian with a darling who's struggling" dynamic worked for this???

Yandere! Jimmy Valmer Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Mentions of disabilities and Mental health, Violence, Implied depression on darling's end but it is vague, Implied Darling didn't like growing up in South Park, Manipulation, Obsession, Jealousy, Blood mention, Attempted murder, Dubious partnership.

I feel if Jimmy was a yandere he wouldn't be too intense.

He's optimistic and just likes making his darling happy?

He's so happy he's managed to have someone like you so close to him, as friends or lovers doesn't matter too much to him.

He's popular and successful, has been all his life despite his handicap.

Many know him for his comedy.

When he became an adult that's what he pursued.

He likes to make others laugh.

He is competitive, too.

He's well-liked and moral... although he does have a foul-mouth like a lot of people in South Park.

Jimmy met you at a comedy gig.

You're surprised he grew up in South Park.

He asks you why, you say it's because you grew up in South Park.

You admitted you never liked chatting with others in the town when you were younger and moved away when you could.

You were just happy Jimmy managed to find success.

How you two become friends is actually through the two of you sharing your experiences of South Park.

Jimmy assumes you never noticed each other as your experiences are so similar yet different.

That or you had a different class...

Either way, you seemed to be having a tough time in life and that's what brought you to him.

It was almost perfect... maybe you just needed a comedian friend to help you through troubling times?

It's strange... your experiences at South Park weren't remembered fondly, while his has its ups and downs but were positive.

South Park had such differing effects on the both of you.

Jimmy is Manipulative, Slightly jealous/competitive, Obsessive, Caring, yet has his violent tendencies.

Jimmy actually couldn't blame you... and his determination to improve your mood drove you to become friends.

People like Cartman along with other people in town could've been a bad experience for you.

He's very capable of functioning on his own.

He never judges your vents about South Park and you never judge him in general.

You two get along.

Jimmy invites you to all of his comedy shows.

Even if he doesn't have one he visits you to tell jokes anyways.

There's nothing wrong with the bond between you for the longest time.

Above all else, Jimmy is dedicated to the happiness of his darling.

Seeing you smile makes him smile....

Jimmy tries not to do anything that'd taint your happiness.

He compliments you, he jokes with you, he has an adoration for you that could be either platonic or romantic.

Jimmy's manipulation is unintentional at first.

He doesn't realize that he's become a metaphorical crutch for you to lean on emotionally.

He... doesn't mind it, either.

He actually likes it when you rely on him to make you happy as unhealthy as it becomes.

Jimmy actually likes the idea of being your reliable comedic partner so much he gets jealous when you make new friends at his shows.

He does show it, too.

He pouts and mutters under his breath while glaring at the person you're with.

He should be happy you're doing better.

For some reason he isn't....

A selfish thought... yet he still finds himself giving in and picking a fight with them after his show.

He's actually really good at fighting.

He can make people bleed... maybe even break a few bones.

Jimmy is only violent when provoked by jealousy.

It's never towards you.

Jimmy cares for you.

He only wants your smile regardless of how you feel about him.

He likes praise... yet the first time you hug him he is over the moon.

Jimmy would never kidnap.

Murder would be accidental but he is capable of it

Jimmy generally wants feelings to bloom between you naturally.

He's fine with just being friends, he's also fine with dating.

Jimmy actually hides his violence well.

Although the moment you catch him in the act of attacking someone... he hopes he can play victim well.

Jimmy wants to do anything to make your life a little bit easier.

Everything he does is to make you happy... so give him a smile, even if he's covered in blood.

#yandere south park #yandere aged up south park #yandere jimmy valmer

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missuswalker · 1 year ago

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have been in a very jimmy darling mood and i feel like he’d sing a duet of “somethin’ stupid” by frank and nancy sinatra with you and that would be exactly why he fell in love with you

i might write this what

#chatting with grace #jimmy darling #jimmy darling x reader #ahs freakshow #Spotify

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lcnelyghost · 2 years ago

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christmas time with the ahs boys ♥︎

a/n: ANYONE ELSE SERIOUSLY FEELING IN THE CHRISTMAS MOOD 😭😭

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tate langdon:

• Definitely someone who loves Christmas because they did as a kid.

• You always end up comforting him because he can’t go outside to have a snowball fight.

• TATE DEFINITELY LISTENS TO CHRISTMAS SONGS ALL YEAR ROUND TO ANNOY THE SHIT OUT OF EVERYONE

• He likes licking his candy cane until the bottom is sharp so he can try and fight people with it.

• He once told you that his mom invited Larry round for Christmas dinner and he ended up burning the fucking turkey.

• Tate stayed in his room for the whole night until his mom said they were having dessert. (That mf flew down the stairs)

kit walker:

• He’s so appreciative of anything anyone gets him.

• Kit goes all out, I mean ALL OUT.

• New perfume, clothes, a new purse, why have only one when Kit is willing to buy you it ALL?

• He works super hard all year so he can always please you with the gifts he gets.

• Always listens to you talking about little things you see when you guys go out together, if he hears you like it then trust me, you’ll be receiving it at Christmas.

• You may not think he’s listening, but Kit’s always paying attention to even the smallest details when you’re speaking about presents.

• “Y/n doll.. you shouldn’t have..”

“Kit, you got me enough to fit in a whole damn store. It’s no bother.”

kyle spencer:

• He begs you to cook Christmas dinner every night of the year.

• Screw McDonald’s, Kyle wants his turkey already!!!

• When you pass him the gravy, he purposely puts it all on his mash potatoes. No one else gets the gravy afterwards and Kyle’s just sat smiling evilly.

• You both go out shopping and he starts running away from you in different aisles. You get confused and run after him, only to realise he just doesn’t want you to see what gifts he’s picking out for you. It melts you’re heart.

jimmy darling:

• Y’all literally get wasted on Christmas Eve. When you both try to get back to you’re trailer, Elsa is always stood nearby listening to the sound of you and Jimmy drunkenly singing rather loudly. She just shakes her head in disapproval before Jimmy scurries into the trailer with you giggling maniacally, following behind him.

• Jimmy always shakes you awake in the morning like an excited child.

• “Babe! Babeee!! It’s Christmas!!!”

“No, it’s actually five in the fucking morning.”

“Get upppppppppppppppppppp…”

• You smile in awe when you and the freaks are all opening you’re gifts. Sincerely appreciating all the handcrafted things everyone made you. Especially Jimmy and Ethel.

james patrick march:

• James has a secret obsession with the song, “All I want for Christmas is you” but he’d never admit it.

• Christmas always gives him nice little flashbacks to when he’d open up the presents his mother made for him as a kid.

• Iris and Liz always loved making hot chocolate, so you always see James sneakily taking a few mini marshmallows from the packets they were using and plopping them into his mouth.

• When you’re decorating the tree and ask him if it’s okay to eat some of the candy canes he used as decor, he’d burst out laughing.

• “Darling, unless you’d like to suffer from extreme food poisoning seeing as they are from 1923, go ahead. Although, I certainly wouldn’t recommend it..”

• That was enough for you to throw them out and immediately buy new ones.

dandy mott:

• Forget about shaking you to wake up, THIS MAN STARTS JUMPING AND SCREAMING ON HIS OWN BED BECAUSE HE’S THAT HAPPY

• “Y/N! Y/N!! Y/NNNNNNNN!!! IT’S CHRISTMAS! IT’S ACTUALLY CHRISTMAS MORNING!! PLEASE WAKE UP!! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!!”

“Da- NOOOO THE BED!!”

• Regina tried to innocently start a snowball fight when they were kids, she thought it was normal for children her age to participate in so she expected it to be fun with Dandy. Though her mother wasn’t surprised when he started crying because a snowball hit his ass cheek. Gloria ended up rushing to get him inside and all night he was sobbing in front of the fire, wrapped up in dozens of fuzzy blankets.

• His mother constantly reminds him that Christmas isn’t just about presents, but he only looks at her with disgust.

• Dandy has spent all year buying you the most expensive bits of jewellery and makeup. Practically everything you could ever ask for.

• “Dandy, this is way too much..”

“What? There’s no such thing!!!”

• You both sweetly sway around the room together whilst dancing to a peaceful, instrumental Christmas song. He always thanks you at the end of the night for making his Christmas even more perfect than he’d imagined.

tristan duffy:

• Tristan isn’t necessarily a grinch, but he’s just there for the food, honestly.

• All the spirits in the Cortez stay up in the bar until midnight so they can all wish each other a very merry Christmas. Technically it’s what they do at new year aswell. Tristan always tries to fight back the urge to cringe at everyone.

• PLEASE, HE GETS SO UNCOMFORTABLE IF SOMEONE GIVES HIM A REALLY SQUISHY HUG ON CHRISTMAS DAY, unless it’s you of course! Although he still doesn’t really like them.

• Donovan did it to him as a joke one year and the two spent Christmas day getting patched up after beating the shit out of one another.

• Will goes around cheerfully singing Christmas carols and everyone was stunned when Tristan threw a glass bottle at his head.

“What? He finally fucking shut up, didn’t he?”

• He’s stolen quite a few treats that Iris has made, violently throwing up when he’s finished seeing as it was a whole ass tray full of baked goods.

• He won’t tell anyone, but he gets sad when Christmas is over. You, him, and all the other spirits really enjoy yourselves whenever the time comes around. Well, for the most part..

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