#jimmy darling x male reader

[supercap2319]

Jimmy's eyes widened briefly, and then he grinned even wider. "Well, well, well. A virgin." He purred, his hands roaming over your body. "Alright, sweetheart. I'll make you a deal." The young looks at Jimmy. "For a first-timer, I'll only charge half. But," He pauses, his clawed hand sliding down to your backside. "I get to pop your cherry, and you do whatever I say, understand?"

He nods and takes a gander at Jimmy. Liking what he sees, he blushed. "You're mighty handsome, Mr. Darling."

Jimmy winked, his clawed hands continuing to explore your body. "Call me Jimmy, sweetheart." He unbuckled his pants, letting them drop to the floor, revealing his hips, wrapped in a tight, underwear. "Now, turn around and grab the bedpost. "

[sometimescherwrites]

Ur Cute

Jimmy Darling x male!reader

word count: 1.4k

content: jimmy x male reader bc fuck you that’s why /silly, fluff, all the kisses for Jimmy, reader is dumb but he’s pretty, fluffy, make out session and suggestive towards the end, dumbass reader, reiterating dumbass reader bc he’s so stupid yall, mentions of period typical homophobia but it’s mostly gay fluff

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day 13 of cher’s conversation hearts series!!

a/n: freeing him from the drafts, not proofread in the slightest

Jimmy’s a regular at your gas station. You see him often enough, pulling up on that motorbike of his and needing a fill up. The two of you would chat while you filled up the tank and checked the bike over, and you quickly started looking forward to when you’d next see him.

In retrospect, maybe gas station work hadn’t been the right fit for you. Every day you saw a variety of men. Some older and rough around the edges, others your age and easier on the eyes than a stack of dollars. And you talked with them all, bantering and charming them day after day. Some were assholes, of course. Didn’t make them less attractive.

And so really, as a hopeless romantic and queer man, it was no surprise that you fell harder and faster than hail in a spring storm for the devastatingly gorgeous Jimmy Darling.

Today is no different, though you half hadn’t expected to see him alone on Valentine’s Day, assuming he’d had some sort of plans, be they romantic (you hoped not) or friendly.

“Evening, Jimmy.” You greet with an easy smile.

“Evenin’, angel.” His own smile sends a feeling of warmth through your chest.

He’s so genuine, and combined with the nickname, you find yourself falling harder.

“You got a gal with ya?” You tease, though you are genuinely curious. And the question definitely isn’t a way to figure out how he swings, of course not.

“Nah,” He shakes his head, “I got a thing goin’. Just get my ma an’ the girls some flowers, work on my bike, maybe go for a ride, an’ then knock out.”

“That’s sweet, but all by yourself?” You tease, “What a tragedy.”

“Mhmm.” He flashes a charming grin, “Shame no one’s remedied it yet.”

“Shame in deed. Don’t get how, you look like you’d have gals linin’ up for you.”

He had not, in face, confirmed which way he swung like you’d hoped, and that was a tragedy. He was a pretty boy though, through and through.

Jimmy gives a nervous chuckle, wringing his gloved hands, “You think so?”

“You kiddin’ me?” You raise a brow, “You’re gorgeous.”

His cheeks flush pink and you fall harder.

“When do you get off?” He asks suddenly, catching you by surprise.

“An hour, why?”

“You should go do something. With me.” His cheeks flush deeper.

“Yeah?” There’s a tinge of hope to your voice, “You mean it?”

“Yeah!” He seems genuine about it, grin earnest, “Yeah! You gotta- I gotta tell you something, actually.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice him taking off his gloves. Though you’re more focused on the way his smiles has faded.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You ask, frowning suddenly, “Look, there’s no pressure. I know you asked but I won’t hold it against you if you don’t swing this way. I know sometimes shit just slips out- I won’t judge.”

“No, no, ‘s not that.” Jimmy says, wringing his hands, “I definitely- look I’m serious about taking you out. I am.”

You furrow your brows in confusion, “Then why’re you frownin’, handsome?”

He seems genuinely perplexed, reaching to dust off the handlebars of his motorcycle.

“You really… you’re somethin’, angel, aren’t you?”

After a couple more vague answers to your concerns over why your beau has stopped smiling, he gives a deep sigh and finally waves his hands in front of your face.

Oh. Oh, that’s what he’d been trying to show you.

“You’re with that cabinet of curiosities thing, aren’t you?” You realize, eyes lingering on his hands, “Yeah, I was meaning to go check that out, but work’s been hell lately. You guys sure brought a lot of folks through here, that’s for damn sure. So… why’d you get all sad an’ shit, pretty boy?”

Jimmy blinks. Then he blinks again. Then he blinks a third time for good measure. But a smile spreads across his face until he’s grinning, “So I was thinkin’ my trailer, right? Too cold for a picnic- unless you wanted a fire?”

You grin too, “Either one. Both, even. I don’t mind. Long as it’s with you- god that’s so cheesy.”

“Cheesy’s good. Perfect. I love cheesy.” Jimmy enthuses.

You’re both smiling like idiots standing over his bike.

“Hell are you two smiling over?” One of your coworkers asks, while Jimmy hastily pulls on his gloves.

“He’s got a date tonight.” You say with ease, “Was tellin’ me about how he was gonna treat her tonight. Real lover boy.”

“You’re a real sap.” Your coworker knocks you on the back of your head, though you’ve known the man long enough to know it was done fondly, “Get back to work though.” He turns to Jimmy, nodding once, “Good for you, Jim. About time you got a girl.”

“Yeah, I’m real lucky with my date.” Jimmy chuckles nervously.

Oh you’re going to kiss him so hard once you get him alone. It shouldn’t be possible for a human being to be so gorgeous.

“See ya, Robbie.” Jimmy adds as the man heads back inside.

“See ya, Jim. Let me know if pretty boy does your bike wrong.” Your coworker chuckles, knocking you on the back of the head again, “Good luck on your date, you two.”

Both of you freeze, and at the looks of panic on your face, Robbie laughs, “Relax, not gonna get on your cases about it. Not my business.”

The intense relief you feel is almost overwhelming, “Thanks Robbie.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He knocks you on the head a final time, “Don’t mention it. Seriously. Don’t. We’d all be in trouble if word got around.”

You mime zipping your lips, though you’re too elated to commit to the serious act. “See you in an hour, Jimmy.”

Jimmy grins before checking over his bike one last time and riding off, promising he’ll come pick you up.

By the time the end of your shift rolls around, you’re so antsy that Robbie is beyond done with you. Once Jimmy arrives, you waste no time in getting on the back of his bike.

Arms wrapped around his waist as he drives off, you’re distinctly aware of how good he smells. And how you definitely smell like gasoline and oil.

“Baby, baby, baby.” Jimmy grins at you, tugging you by the hand as you enter the fairground, “Don’t worry, nobody here gives a damn. We all got our vices.”

“I think you’re mine.” You chuckle, squeezing his hand as he leads you to his trailer, “You’re so handsome, y’know that? Been dyin’ to tell you since we met. Like… wow, I didn’t know it was possible for someone to look this good all the time.”

“Not all the time.” Jimmy blushes, “You should see me with a bed head.”

“Well if that’s an invitation…”

Jimmy makes a choked sound, eyes widening with his grin, “Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t.”

Once you’re in his trailer, you find yourself sliding off your jacket while he starts up the stove.

“There’s no heater.” He says, “Stove works just fine though. Not a huge space to heat, y’know?”

“Yeah.” You look around his trailer, “Damn, how long’s this been yours?”

“Since I was a kid.” He shrugs, looking almost defensive, “Why?”

“Just… that makes sense. Don’t know how you fit in this bed.” You hum, “‘s very you though. I like it.”

“Yeah?” He relaxes a bit, then chuckles, “Yeah, the bed is definitely… ‘s on the smaller side, yeah. I don’t mind though.”

“You should come over to mine one day.” You suggest before you can stop yourself, “I mean, if you wanted. ‘s only fair, right? You show me yours, I show you mine.”

“You mean it?”

“Why not?”

Idle conversation turns to kissing before you even realize it. Kissing Jimmy feels more natural than anything in the world- it’s easier than breathing.

Both of you are on his bed, Jimmy leaning back and propped up with one elbow as you kiss on him, the occasional bits of praise between open mouthed kisses.

“Could do this forever an’ never get tired of it.” You murmur.

He makes a soft groaning sound, leaning up to kiss you more at that.

After a few blissful moments longer, you hum, “What about our campfire?”

“Later. I’m busy.” He mutters, hands tugging at the collar of your shirt, pulling you down closer to him.

To be perfectly honest, you’re both busy until morning, and you can’t complain one bit.

[nobitchs-world]

If I was y/n a nigga could never do me wrong without me doing them worse

[taintandviolent]

Thankful ; Jimmy Darling x Reader

summary: 🦃 It's Thanksgiving, and the troupe is enjoying a collaborative dinner. You're sat next to Jimmy Darling, who you've been flirting with on and off for the past week. After dinner, you discover that he's still hungry.

word count & w a r n i n g s: 1.9K! | food mention, mentions of arousal (both male and female), semi-established relationship, semi-public making out and cunnilingus.

a/n: requested by @american-horror-whore! I hope this was everything you wanted bby!! thanks for the request, I so so so missed writing for my boy. also happy early thanksgiving to my followers!! i'm super thankful for all of you guys! divider by @/strangergraphics

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It’s Thanksgiving, and you’re feeling mighty thankful. That was for sure. You scoop the last bit of sweet potato casserole into your fork, smiling over at Eve as she recounts one of her favorite stories from days past. You’d been a member of the show for a month now, but they’d wasted no time in making you feel like you’d been there since the beginning. You’d found a specific sort of camaraderie there, the kind that only comes from shared experiences and understood feelings. It must be similar to a sort of sorority or something.

Jazz drifts from the record player in the corner, serenading everyone with a relaxed romanticism. The wooden table is stuffed with dishes; almost everyone had pitched in to make something for the dinner. You’d made the stuffing, and helped Ethel with the turkey. As a little extra decoration, you’d gathered some of the fall leaves and scattered them along the table, which paired nicely with the candles that Elsa had brought in from her tent. Everyone was in good spirits, but especially Jimmy Darling, who, like everyone, had been indulging in a little of his mama’s hooch.

He’s drunk, his complexion flushed and healthy. He keeps leaning into you, letting one of his large hands make a fist in your skirt, hiking it up and tugging it towards him. You scoot closer – as close as you can without being on his lap. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so hard, but you can’t help it; the butterflies that he gives you take control of your system the second he’s in the room.  

“Hey dollface,” Jimmy suddenly murmurs next to you. “Pass the pie, would ya’?” 

“Only if you cut me a piece too, Jimmy…”

You don’t wait for an answer before pushing yourself up off the bench just enough to reach the plate of pumpkin pie, carefully sliding your hand underneath the ceramic dish. Desiree had baked it along with the sweet potato casserole that afternoon and you were fairly certain that everyone had been eyeing it the entire dinner. The top of the pie was a perfect orange, glazed and delicious, while the crust was a delicious looking golden brown. To top it off, it was still warm. 

You set the pie in the space between you, smiling politely at Jimmy as he got to work cutting out a slice with his fork. The first one goes to you with a bright, crooked smile; he was always such a thoughtful, handsome gentleman. Admittedly, that was part of the reason that you two had been courting each other for a week now, secretly meeting to kiss and explore each other’s warm bodies in the dead of night. You weren’t embarrassed of him, nor shy, but he was very aware of the rest of the troupe’s prying eyes, specifically Elsa’s and thought it better if for now, you two kept things quiet.   

Eve’s eyes flit to yours, a tender smile on her lips. You think she knows, but she’s got enough sense not to say anything. You blink slowly and turn your attention back to Jimmy, who has his hand on your bare thigh now, fingering the silky hem of your nylons. Underneath the table, you toy with Jimmy’s ankle, rubbing your own against it and lifting the pant leg. He lets out a little moan through closed lips – inaudible to everyone but you – and squeezes the meat of your thigh. With a mean poker face, Jimmy takes a forkful of the pie and shoves it into his mouth. To everyone else, he just looks a little buzzed – which he is. But to you, he looks buzzed and horny; from the way those brown eyes are half-lidded and heavy to the way his jaw hangs slack every time he looks over you, scanning your body and kneading your thighs like dough. You pick up the tiny nuances of his arousal and gobble them up as quickly as you do the pie. 

The rest of the dinner goes on with laughter and shared stories until Elsa announces that she must get her sleep. Ethel stands up to begin clearing the empty dishes. You get to your feet and help her, knowing full well that she intended to do it all herself. 

Once you finish, you head out of the main tent, wiping your hands on the back of your dress. Everyone’s dispersed. Jimmy’s gone – probably stumbled back to his trailer in a drunken food coma. You laugh to yourself and head back to your caravan. 

Just as you pass his trailer, Jimmy emerges from the shadows, a flash of skin as his conjoined fingers wrap around your smaller wrist with ease. “No, no… where do you think you’re goin’, sweet face?” He tugs you back towards his trailer. “Baby, c’mere…” 

His back hits the metal exterior of his caravan with a thud and he pulls you atop of him, wrapping both his arms around your lower back. Maybe it was fate, maybe it was coincidence. Whatever it was, had put your trailers next to each other the day you’d rolled in. That made it very easy for you two to canoodle whenever you wanted without attracting too much attention. 

Hidden in between the two trailers, amongst the sound of rustling grasses and distant cars, you press your lips against his plush, pink ones and dive in. Kissing Jimmy is like licking the inside of a honey pot; it’s addicting, warm and the saccharine notes of his kisses coat your tongue. Every single time. You fall into the familiar rhythm of kissing him, grinding your hips back against his as he urges them into yours. You’ve been here before, many times in the last seven days, but it hasn’t gotten old yet. 

Your nimble fingers reach up, pulling the shirt buttons from their slits until you reach his belly button, and stop, too distracted with the way he’s kissing you to continue. “Oh, Jimmy,” you say against his skin.  The chill of the November air contrasts with the heat that rolls off his bare skin.

“I’m still hungry,” he growls into the curve of your ear, peppering feverish kisses along the nape of your neck. You can’t help but chuckle softly as you lean your head to the side, amused that at a time like this, Jimmy’s thinking of food. With your hands planted firmly on his pectoral muscles that are exposed through his half-open shirt, you gently push him off and look into his coffee black eyes. 

“Well, Jimmy, there’s plenty of leftovers – you should’ve eaten more! We can –” 

“No, baby. Not that kind of hungry.” His hips punctuate his sentence as he drives them into the soft flesh of your upper thigh. 

Feeling the rigid bulge against your thigh, your breath catches in your throat. You reach down and pull his head off of you, his lips still poised to kiss. You let out a giggle and move your hands down his neck. 

“Yours or mine?” You ask, flipping the collar of his shirt between your fingers. 

“We’re facing yours.” 

Bracing yourself against his trailer, you push yourself off of it, and grip the collar of his shirt like a leash on a dog, towing him in the direction of your quaint little caravan. You carefully walk up the steps and throw open the door, muttering a word of warning to not trip. He does anyway, too drunk and too horny to watch his feet. 

As soon as you’re inside, Jimmy’s got his hands wrapped around your waist and he doesn’t hesitate before lifting you up onto the small kitchen counter. Giving you room to sit, he pushes the tins of coffee and tea back against the wall. His hands slip underneath the fabric of your dress, ghosting along the curve of your ass and to the roundness of your thighs, his fingers leaving trails of heat everywhere they go. 

“Mmm, baby, you feel like you’ve got a fever. Your body’s on fire…” 

You hum, adjusting your hips on the counter. “There ain’t a single person to blame for that besides you, Jimmy….” 

He chuckles and lets his hands continue their journey, sweeping around to the front of your kneecaps, which he gently pulls apart. His inky hues connect with yours as he slowly lowers, getting to his knees in front of you. You watch him with quirked lips, indicating amusement, though your eyes are bleeding lust. 

Jimmy takes your dress in his hands, lifting it up to expose your center. The satin of your panties is already stained with arousal. It’s leaking into the fibers and creating a wet spot.

“Hooo’, baby… look at that.” His smile is proud, delighted that he’s responsible for it. 

“I hope you saved room.” You tease. 

“Oh, honey…” Jimmy runs his thumb along the clothed slit, and you shiver. “I always have room for dessert.” 

His fingers hook around the elastic of your panties and yanks them down. He leaves your garter belt on, as it poses no nuisance to him. Now free of fabric, your cunt clenches visibly as he nears her. His lips part, pressing an open mouthed kiss to your slick folds. Your hand snaps to his shoulder, gripping it hard. “Fuck, Jimmy… I…” 

Your hand moves to gather the dress of your skirt up, pinning it in place. The other hand finds a home in Jimmy’s soft, brown locks, pulling tight as his tongue laps at your cunt with a flat tongue. You mewl happily. What a sight; your nylon-covered legs over the shoulders of the most handsome man you’d ever met, his head buried between your thighs. 

His tongue flexes, points, and flicks at your quickly swelling clit. You shudder and clamp your legs around his head, a full body reaction. “Huh… Jimmy… oh my god.” 

He kisses her again, his tongue stretching down to meet your leaking entrance. Now he’s the one vocalizing; you’re sweet, pink and wet and he can’t help himself. Another kiss, but he closes his lips around your clit to suck on it gently. 

He pulls away, just for a second to ask: “Feel good?” 

You nod hurriedly and tighten your grip in his hair, pulling his head back and forth onto your cunt. Your middle finger twirls around a single curl and you hum a string of expletives, forcing his tongue deeper into your folds. 

“Mm! – yeah! – baby! –” Jimmy says in between your forced thrusts. He’s not used to you taking control like that, but like hell he’s going to complain. 

The white hot coil in your stomach winds tighter, creating an inexplicable pressure in your lower abdomen. Jimmy’s relentless, as if he knows this, and keeps at it. Not that you had any plans of loosening your grip on his locks. Mirroring your strength, Jimmy’s hands grip your thighs tight, pressing them open as far as they’ll go. You throw your head back and a deep moan escapes your lips, expelling some of the built up tension. 

“Fuck, fuck… Jimmy… right there… right there….” 

Jimmy suckles your swollen clit, and brings one hand to your entrance, teasing an intrusion with the tips of his fingers. They breach it, just enough to make your whole body tense up, and the coil snaps. All at once, you buck your hips forward, forcing Jimmy’s digits inside your cunt, his nose bumping into the flesh above her. He feels every shuddering clench, and rides it out, lapping at her like an ice cream cone. 

Once the slick pulses subside, he pulls back and brings his palm to his face, wiping his glistening chin. For a second, he admires it, tilting his hand back and forth, watching as the collected spit and arousal catches the light. 

“Mm-mm-mmm! Now that’s something to be thankful for, baby.”

Through labored pants, you mutter a response. “Oh, I’ll show you thankful, baby. Get on the bed.” 

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4: Any Gender is fine for The Reader/In Game Characters is okay! Such As:  Trans Man (AFAB/MTF) Curly  Intersex Daisuke 

Female Jimmy (Genderbent)  Male Anya (Also Genderbent)  Genderfluid Reader  Cis Reader  Non-Binary Reader  ETC pretty much anything is good (DO NOT MAKE A MOCKERY OUR OF ANY GENDER!) 

5: Almost any Ship is allowed (AS LONG AS YOU ARE NOT ILLEGAL OR GROSS ABOUT IT AND YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! YOU DIRTY, FLAKY, BISCUITS!) Such as: 

Yandere Jimmy X Darling Curly 

Yandere Jimmy X Darling Reader X Yandere Curly  Yandere Crew (All five) X Darling Reader 

Yandere Crew (Four) X Darling Anya  and so on.  6: No racist, homophobic, transphobic, or any bigoty poo 

7: NO SPAM 

8: If I say no to an idea that is that! Respect it or leave! 

9: You can do anything special to the reader or characters like:  Chubby Reader  Pregnant Curly  Omega Anya  Soulmate Reader  Blind Reader  Stalker Jimmy  Etc (Anything that makes your stuff stand out yes, yes, yes TELL ME SO I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!) 

10: I will Do Alternate Universes as well such as:  Alpha/Beta/Omega Soulmate Universe  Mars Settlers AU  College/University 

Pre-Game Canon and SO MUCH MORE!!! 

Please be specific on what you want which means remember to add the characters/readers: Gender, Sexuality, anything Special/Specific, and if It is an AU and SO ON! Be specific, please!

---Ones Not On Wattpad Version---

12: Robot/Alien/Monster Fucking/Relationships Is Allowed Such As:

Turning a character into a cyborg or robot version

Having crossovers with other aliens like a Xenomorph From The Alien movies or Predator

And Monster fricking with turning a character into a fantasy or supernatural monster (Mostly with fantasy au) or tentacle Porn/Porn with Plot!

(THEY HAVE TO BE SAPIENT THOUGH!)

13: (Not On Tumblr for this one either)

14: Will do Non-Con/Dub-Con (Not Always one shots but you get the idea) things like forced pregnancy, kidnapping, drugging, consensual non-consent, Ect!

15: Almost anything is allowed so don't be afraid to ask (Unless it is kiddie stuff or animal fricking then you can go to hell!)

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[kadentherabbit]

Hi guys!!!! Soo this is my master list, it will be updated as I write more fanfics in the future, I currently write for ahs/evan peters characters, DC characters and possibly Donnie Darko in the near future! Make a request to be on my tag list!

A little more about me I suppose: gay and trans! Please only refer to me with he/him pronouns. I enjoy gory movies or movies with Evan Peter’s in them :3. You can refer to me as Kaden! I love writing, one of my favorite hobbies but it takes me a while to have any motivation so keep that in mind!

Most of my fics will be about men, and in a gender neutral fashion unless I’m requested specifically male reader or female reader! Keep reading for more!!

My CAI.

My JAI.

I will not write fics that include:

Any bodily fluids that aren’t spit, cum or blood (Strict limits).

Age gaps that include one party being under the age of 18 and another party being over the age of 18. (Aka any sort of pedophilia)

Fics that involve childbirth/pregnancy (may change in future).

Incest or stepcest. Platonic family relationships only.

Threesomes or any smut that includes more than 2 people (may change in future)

Smut for any female or AFAB character.

I hate writing angst.

Characters I currently feel comfortable writing for! ⬇️

Peter Maximoff, Tate Langdon, Richard Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Most DC villains, Carl Gallagher, Kai Anderson (May be ooc), Ponyboy Curtis, Two-Bit Mathews, Adam Banks, Kyle Spencer, Tweek Tweak, Wilbur Robinson, Lewis/Cornelius Robinson, Johnny Lawrence.

Characters I need more time with ⬇️

Kit Walker, James Patrick March, Jimmy Darling, Lip Gallagher, Ian Gallagher, Donnie Darko, Luke Cooper, Colin Zabel, Stan Bowes, Guy Germaine, Daniel LaRusso.

(you may suggest these characters! I may just need a little more time to write the fic!)

smut = 𝜗𝜚. fluff =✿. Being worked on = ꩜.

AHS

Tate Langdon NSFW Alphabet 𝜗𝜚

Your fear is my pleasure - Kai Anderson 𝜗𝜚

The only friend you’ll ever need - Tate Langdon 𝜗𝜚 (req)

Kai Anderson fic 𝜗𝜚/꩜ (req)

X-MEN

Peter Maximoff NSFW Alphabet 𝜗𝜚 (req kinda)

Stuffed like a Twinkie - Peter Maximoff 𝜗𝜚/✿ (req)

Mean Dom Peter Maximoff 𝜗𝜚

Peter Maximoff and Reader getting high ✿ (req)

DC

Dick Grayson/Nightwing Blabz ✿

Arkham Knight! Jason Todd Blabz ✿ (Fem! Robin reader!)

OTHERS

Ryan Gosling! Ken Blabz ✿

Rodrick Heffley Blabz ✿

Jack Hughes Blabz ✿/𝜗𝜚

Five Hargreeves Blabz ✿

Cobra Kai! Johnny Lawrence blabs ꩜

[briaroftheroses]

Request Rules

I’m finally getting around to writing out my request rules! If you would like to request a fic, hc set, drabble, etc. please read over these rules before submitting. Please also check this post regularly as I will add things as I go.

Things I Will Write For

Fem/GN reader, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, dark themes/fics, praise, degradation, use of strap ons, p in v, creampies, throat fucking, both m and f receiving oral, multiple characters in one fic, choking, impact play, dacryphilia, pain play, bondage (nothing with legs specifically being restrained though), blood play (mostly only for AHS fics), d/s dynamics, BDSM, dub-con/non-con, piss, boot play/worship - feel free to ask about kinks not listed here because there is no way i named them all

Things I Will Not Write For

Male reader, character x character with no reader, beastiality, pedophilia, scat, underage characters (except platonically), gore and non-canon character death (except for in the case of things like murder house and hotel in which they would become a ghost), real-life people (such as actors), even though I might write for dom reader please do not request it.

If there’s anything not mentioned here, feel free to ask before making a request.

Specify the general length of the fic you want.

Please keep in mind that requests can take a while and I may switch between writing them and my own personal projects.

Keep in mind that if you’re vague with the description then I am less likely to write what you imagine and it will take me longer.

When asking about unlisted characters, please include the type of fic you would like to request with them.

Characters I Write For

Evan Peters

Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Austin Sommers (please no spoilers in the requests for any characters after Hotel), Peter Maximoff, Warren Lipka, Luke Cooper - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

AHS

Vivien Harmon, Violet Harmon (platonically), Billie Dean Howard, Alma Walker, Lana Winters, Sister Mary Eunice McKee, Zoe Benson, Marie Laveau, Madison Montgomery (depending on the request), Cordelia Foxx/Goode, Misty Day, Fiona Goode, young!Fiona Goode, Amazon Eve, Desiree Dupree, Edward Mordrake, Dandy Mott, The Countess, Sally McKenna, Ramona Royale, Winter Anderson (please no spoilers in the requests for any characters after Hotel) - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

Matthew Gray Gubler

Spencer Reid, Chip Taylor, Thorn (King Knight), Raymond (Suburban Gothic), Wes (Dollface), Paul ((500) Days of Summer) - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia, Jennifer Jareau, Elle Greenaway, Cat Adams, Megan Kane - feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here

WWE

Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, TJD (only if including Rhea), Liv Morgan, Becky Lynch

this list will be updated regularly as i watch more shows/movies/seasons of ahs, so feel free to check regularly :) also feel free to ask about characters not listed, but there is no guarantee i will write for them.

[frankenkyle19]

Okay I have roughly 22 requests right now that I am slowly slowly working through. My motivation has been shit lately but I did just put out two quick headcanons and am planning on finishing up the fics I’ve already started. List below so you can see what we’re working with:

Tate Langdon:

•Virgin Tate- in progress •Tate x fem!reader oral overstimulation (fem receiving) -in progress

Kit Walker:

•Kit x fem!reader who passes away in the asylum (mega angst) •Kit x reader where it’s basically the same storyline as with Grace. Reader gives birth to Kit’s child, the child gets taken away and reader and Kit try and comfort each other

Kyle Spencer:

•Kyle Spencer one shot where he has a gf prior to the bus crash and it’s her reaction to the aftermath

•Franken!Kyle x fem!reader where reader is struggling with body dysmorphia and Kyle comforts her-

•Franken!Kyle x fem!reader angst/comfort one shot where reader celebrates the birthday of their deceased younger sibling and Kyle finds a way to comfort her-

•Franken!Kyle headcanon x reader who shows him real love and affection

•Needy  Franken!Kyle x male reader (smut)

•Franken!Kyle x reader sick day where they’re both sick at the same time

•Kyle x male reader fluff- 

Jimmy Darling:

•Sub!Jimmy Darling x dom reader (smut)

Kai Anderson:

•smut with kai anderson x fem reader where kai wants to punish her for misbehaving

•a softdom!Kai Anderson x fem!Reader smut where he’s her first time and he’s super sweet and caring to her and like calms her down when she starts bleeding or feels pain

•precult!Kai x reader where he gets sick, but he has “middle child syndrome” and gets confused when reader takes care of him… like… I get all your attention? That’s a thing?

•Pre-cult Kai Anderson opening up to fem!reader about his abusive home life with his toxic dad.

•Pre!cult Kai- he calls her panicked the night his parents die and that night he has nightmares… like reliving that moment over and over again and it’s super angsty and comfort

•Cult!kai being absolutely exhausted planning his hits and all and he starts neglecting himself and his s/o notices that and she’s like “aight, bed. Now.” And she takes care of him like brings him something to eat, tucks him in bed, back and head rubs… the whole package.

•Cult!Kai angst where the reader doesn’t know about his adderal addiction and when she finds out she confronts him and he’s all there opening up to her now that she knows and it’s all just angst and comfort

•Reader being Kai’s emergency contact so they call her after he gets himself beaten up 

•cult!Kai x fem!reader it’s their first time falling asleep together and they’re cuddling but she gets overwhelmed because she’s tricked herself into thinking people don’t  want her around. Angst and comfort 

Mr. Gallant:

•Mr. Gallant x male reader smut

[sometimescherwrites]

was inspired to write even more x male reader fics this morning (it’s afternoon but shhh)

[marchs-hummingbird]

request rules

i’m finally getting around to writing out my request rules! If you would like to request a fic, he set, drabble, etc. please read over these rules before submitting. please also check this post regularly as I will add things as I go.

ground rules

specify the general length of the fic you want (e.g. long, medium, short, etc.).

please keep in mind that requests can take a while and i may switch between writing them and my own personal projects.

keep in mind that if you're vague with the description then i am less likely to write what you imagine and it will take me longer.

when asking about unlisted characters, please include the type of fic you would like to request with them.

things i will write

fem/gn reader, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, dark themes/fics, praise, degradation, use of strap ons, p in v, creampies, throat fucking, both m and f receiving oral, multiple characters in one fic, choking, impact play, dacryphilia, pain play, bondage (nothing with legs specifically being restrained though), blood play (mostly only for AHS fics), d/s dynamics, BDSM, dub-con/non-con, piss, boot play/worship - feel free to ask about kinks not listed here because there is no way i named them all

things i will not write

male reader, character x character with no reader, beastiality, pedophilia, scat, underage characters (except platonically), gore and non-canon character death (except for in the case of things like murder house and hotel in which they would become a ghost), real-life people (such as actors).

if there's anything not mentioned here, feel free to ask before making a request.

characters i write for

evan peters

tate langdon, kit walker, kyle spencer, jimmy darling, james patrick march, kai anderson, peter maximoff, luke cooper - feel free to ask about any others that aren't here

ahs

vivien harmon, violet harmon (platonically), billie dean howard, alma walker, lana winters, sister mary eunice mckee, zoe benson, marie laveau, madison montgomery (depending on the request), cordelia foxx/goode, misty day, fiona goode, young!fiona goode, amazon eve, desiree dupree, edward mordrake, dandy mott, the countess, sally mckenna, ramona royale, winter anderson - feel free to ask about any others that aren't here

criminal minds

emily prentiss, aaron hotchner, penelope garcia, jennifer jareau, elle greenaway, cat adams, megan kane - feel free to ask about any others that aren't here

matthew gray gubler

spencer reid, chip taylor, thorn (king knight), raymond (suburban gothic), wes (dollface), paul (500) days of summer) - feel free to ask about any others that aren't here

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jake sully, neytiri, tsu’tey, tonowari, ronal - feel free to ask about any others that aren't here

[nobitchs-world]

Me trying to find the motivation to do anything

[taintandviolent]

Star of the Show - Jimmy Darling x Reader

warnings: dub-con, drug usage, unprotected sex, orgy, smut (female and male receiving), reader x multiple partners (Amazon Eve and Jimmy Darling). a/n: 3k words! basically, this is uh - y'know. inspired by the orgy scene in Freakshow. this is... shamelessly also me dipping my toes into an Amazon Eve x reader fic because big tall lady make the brain go brrrrrr. that's all I can say about myself here okay? shh. also this was written after a very long bout of writer's block and exhaustion, so i'm rusty and clunky. apologies.

full fic & taglist under cut!↓ / ao3 link here! /

Warm sun filtered in through the canvas, warming your exposed limbs. Lids peeling apart, your first visual was red and white stripes, and the second visual was your own body. You’d woken up in nothing but a satin robe that didn’t belong to you. Still muzzy from sleep and whatever else you’d done, you stumbled around to find your dress and thankfully, it had been thoughtfully draped over a nearby bench. You replaced it with the robe, and made your way outside, pushing the flaps of the tent aside.

You weren’t sure how it started, or what was said specifically to cause your lapse in morals. Normally, you’d never do something like that. Honest. In fact, you were always such a good girl that if you ran home and told your friends what you thought you’d done, none of them would believe you. Not you, they’d titter. You can’t even tell a fella that you think he’s cute!

Last night, once the crowds had cleared the field, leaving nothing but crumpled tickets and popcorn bags, you remember wandering into the main tent. They were all there, the freaks. You remembered the way they’d looked at you, all of them smiling dangerously at you as you stood in your pretty mint-green sundress. For whatever reason, you’d been persuaded to take one, maybe two, maybe three, hits of whatever the nice German lady had offered to you - and that’s where it all went wrong. Or perhaps where it all went right. You didn’t remember much else after that.

Shading your eyes from the sun, you peered out into the fairgrounds. They were empty, save for the smaller tents and caravans that encircled the main big-top tent. Dabbing at your forehead with the back of your hand, you trudged through the high grasses. An eerie feeling settled over your shoulders, sending a chill down your spine despite the heat.

What had happened last night? You racked your brain. Tent full of people… German lady… that guy. The handsome guy with the … oh. Jimmy. His name was Jimmy.  

As you rounded the corner, recalling the most you had since you’d stumbled out into the morning, coincidentally, he was there. Across the field, The Lobster Boy bent down to hoist a heavy-looking bag over his shoulder before straightening back up. He caught your gaze with a grin and winked. The boyish charm he presented skilfully extracted a carnal reaction from your body. Suddenly, you remembered a whole lot more.

Last night…

As someone undressed you, carefully, you stared up at the massive inside of the tent. It seemed to go on forever. You had been looking at - no, gazing dreamily at the world through a sheer, white curtain, like the ones your mother hung up during the summer time; the ones that fluttered in the hot breeze and seemed to make the air that filtered through smell sweeter. Everyone was moving slower than they should have, and you leaned your head back on the curve of the chair, inhaling a deep breath, trying to steady yourself.

It felt like there were a dozen hands on you, petting you, skimming the ticklish flesh of your inner thighs and the crooks of your arms. Some of them were cold, some of them were clammy, and some of them felt like they didn’t belong to humans. Everyone was murmuring and someone called you an angel. You threw your head in the direction of the sound, hoping you smiled. Another person caressed your cheek, cupping it tenderly. You hmm’ed in adoration, trying desperately to discern figures. You’d never felt so venerated in your life; everyone was obsessed with you. The star of the show. 

One figure that you could recognise, solely because of the height of them was Eve. Amazon Eve. The tallest woman you’d ever seen, and possibly the most beautiful. She, who you had immediately taken a liking to during the show, was now caressing your bare chest. The delicately explorative way that she handled your breasts, rolling your nipples in her thumb and index finger made you whimper in delight, squirming helplessly on the chair. She pressed a few delicate kisses along your jawline before pulling away to look at you, letting her hands ghost over your exposed flesh. She softly trailed her fingers along your ribs and your sides, fluttered over your hips and neared your centre before sweeping back up along your stomach. Your lids drifted shut, revelling in the sensation.

“Little pretty thing,” she said, very close to your ear. Your brows lifted high on your forehead, pathetically trying to pull your eyelids open again. Eventually, the seal broke and you looked around, focusing gradually.

She was above you with one knee on the chaise, towering like a building. A building that smelled like cherries and flowers. Behind her, blurred dots of string lights, framing her like a picture. She had a pretty face and a warm hand that stroked the side of your cheek. She leaned down, pressing her lips against yours. You melted, wrapping your arms around her soft neck to bring yourself closer, and deeper into her mouth. You’d never really thought of kissing a woman, but the warm, honeyed way that she tasted had you craning your neck to follow her as she straightened up, wanting more.

Eve leaned down, kissing you again. Her large, soft hands dipped in between your legs, and as soon as she felt the slippery warmth that met her fingertips, she looked off to someone. For a fiery moment, her middle finger encircled your clit, sending shivering waves through your body. But too quickly, the moment ended, and her hands gripped your wrists, fingers overlapping as she pulled them from her neck.

“My friend Jimmy is gonna’ take care of you now. Okay, sweetheart?” As she moved off the chair, she brought your hands down to your sides where you flattened them against the textured velvet. You babbled, protesting her leaving, but she shushed you with a single finger, assuring you that she’d be right there. You didn’t want her to – a thought that tantalized you. She was so gentle, but so commanding in her motions. 

At the sound of a belt buckle clanking, your head lolled sleepily to the side, lids heavy. Jimmy? Jiiiiiiimmmy…. you tried to remember who Jimmy was, but your mind was far too busy sounding out the name syllable by syllable, repeating it over and over again like a mantra to even conjure up any mental pictures. Thankfully, standing behind her was an attractive man with thick fingers. Long fingers. But something looked off.

You lifted your head off the chair and blinked heavily, giving him a woozy, half lidded look. His caramel locks were separated with sweat, a few stray strands hanging in front of his brow. You blinked again, clearing your vision. Open pants hung at his hips. Fused fingers wrapped around the base of a thick, red-tipped cock, hand pumping it slowly to keep it hard. Though, as soon as he saw you, naked and sprawled out on one of Elsa’s luxurious chaise lounges, with your legs falling open slightly to expose your cunt, he had little issue with that. 

C’mere, doll face.

He closed in the distance between you two, letting his erection guide him like a compass to what it wanted most. Another man and Jimmy exchanged some words that you couldn’t understand. Frustrated by the lack of attention, you reached out for him sloppily, like a sleepy child. Your hand slapped the air until it found the warm fabric of his cotton undershirt.

“F-feels…. mmmff…”

He chuckled at your avidity, glancing down at you. “Alright, baby, alright…”

You looked dreamily up at him, wanting him to fall on top of you and shower you in kisses. He had the darkest eyes you’d ever seen. The darkest eyes. Like two cups of black coffee, warm and inviting.

Jimmy’s thumb found its way into your mouth, pulling your bottom jaw down to make room for his cock. With peaked brows, you mewled dreamily, wrapping your lips around his single digit and sucking hard. His skin was salty, the sweat of the day settling in the creases of his hands.

“Ohh, god damn - you’re so eager…. Suck on this instead, huh?”

Again, he used this thumb to manipulate your jaw, tugging on it. You opened it further, your tongue lolling out hungrily. The corners of your mouth were pulled upwards; you felt so good, so light and breezy. He was so handsome and you’d do whatever he wanted you to.

You blinked, watching as his cock neared closer. You’d never given a man a blowjob before. For a brief moment, your eyes were wide, pupils dilating in concern, but as soon as the head of Jimmy’s cock was hot against your tongue and warm, salty pearls of pre-cum oozing from the tip, glistening and catching the reflections of the string lights from above, you eased into the action. Your mouth stayed open, as Jimmy was the one guiding his dick inside, knowing full well you didn’t have the strength to do it yourself.

Your lids drifted shut. For a second, he felt bad. You were real out of it, but before he had a chance to dwell on it, a wanton haze consumed him as your pretty lips closed around the blisteringly hot tip, your precious flushed cheeks caving in. Inside, your tongue caressed the slit, lapping up the pre-cum like it was ice cream. You hummed around his cock as he began pumping it in and out. You may have been out of it, but boy were you going at his cock. Your tongue flattened against the thick vein on the underside of his cock, rubbing at it.

He groaned low in his throat, caressing the underside of your jaw, all the while resisting the urge to bring his hand to the back of your head and guide his cock deeper into your mouth. He was weak with arousal. In truth, he was almost embarrassed at how badly he wanted to lose it in your pink, waiting mouth.

“Baby, baby….” Jimmy’s head lolled back on his shoulders, his lids fluttering helplessly as you sucked. You mewled again, the vibrations sending a shockwave through his cock. He bucked his hips in and out of your mouth, focusing hard on the way that your plush, soft lips popped over the head every time he pulled back.

“Take her, Jimmy,” someone said. It was a male’s voice, low and gruff, a slight accent to it.

Though you didn’t know who the voice belonged to, Jimmy hurriedly obeyed it. Whether or not he wanted to stop, the reality was that you had him wound up too tight; he was ready to bust and needed to quickly change positions before the inevitable happened. Sucking in a deep breath, he withdrew his cock from your mouth. Long, sticky strands of saliva and cum strung from your lips, dribbling onto your chin. Moving quickly, Jimmy took hold of his cock and crawled onto the chaise, on top of you, looking fixedly down at your form. You hadn’t quite recovered from the position change, and needed a little help; he let go of his cock, gently pressing his fingers into your cheek, and pulling it to face him. You blinked a few times, before smiling brightly.

“ H-hii …..” You breathed, woozy. “Hi Jimmy…” You were very proud of the fact that his name came out normal. In your current state, it felt like an arduous task. “Hi Jimmy,” you said again, delighted. You laughed girlishly, and Jimmy felt a pulsing heat in his groin. He hadn’t heard a sound as sweet as that in years.

“Hey, baby…” He smiled crookedly at you. Warm and soft like honey. “You want this?”

You knew what he was asking. Your weighted gaze dropped between your bodies. The feverish, scarlet tip of his cock was leaking beads of pre-cum onto your bare tummy, bobbing heavily up and down with each breath he took. You felt your pupils dilate again, hungrily, craving the monster in front of you. You knew what it tasted like, you now wanted to feel it ripping you in two. You gave him an excited nod. The inside of your brain felt like it was jostled around by the action, so you huffed out a steadying breath.

Excited by your consent, Jimmy wasted no time and reached down. The pads of his fingers found your slick entrance, toying with it slightly to spread the slippery, clear fluid around your cunt. He slipped one of his pincers inside, bringing a gasp from your throat. “You like that?” 

You nodded again, much slower this time and reached for his bicep. Once you found it, you gripped it tightly, readying yourself for the oncoming storm. He lined his dick up and brought his eyes back to you.

“Look at me, baby.”

You did. He grinned.

Watching you, he stuffed himself inside, swallowing dryly. His eyes danced over your face, picking up all the subtle, lustful little changes; your cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, your brows peaked together in an expression of slight discomfort, your lips parted with a delicate whimper as your slick walls swallowed him whole. This pulled a throaty groan from Jimmy. It was such a display, and for a moment, he wondered if you’d ever been with a man. How obedient and pliable you were underneath him… was that pillowy soft virginity or just the drugs kickin’ in?

Thinking was hard and instinct took over again, wiping all thoughts from his mind, save for the way you felt. You were warm and tight, clenching around his shaft. He jerked his hips up into you, protruding veins massaging your walls. Your attention dropped between you two again, eyes glazed over as his thick cock disappeared inside you, bottoming out each time.

Jimmy, on the other hand, had moved to focus on the way your tits bounced with the power of his thrusts. The visual drove him crazy. Made him hungrier. Craving your taste, Jimmy’s mouth was suddenly on yours, sloppy and hurried. His greedy tongue felt around every inch of your mouth and slipped wetly along your tongue. You did your best to keep up, tasting him all the same, but he was taking the lead. You inhaled a big breath through your nose and moaned into his mouth.

There was a cacophony of pleasure around you, coming from every direction. Wet sounds and hushed moans, peppered with lewd mutterings. Somewhere in your mind, you knew what you were a part of, what you’d stumbled into. Had you been more coherent, it might’ve embarrassed you, but the deep, carnal sounds that Jimmy was making were the only ones that mattered. Suddenly, you furrowed your brows, frowning into the kiss; someone was incessantly petting your hair and grumbling excitedly behind you. You tried to wave them away, but when you lifted your hand above your head, Jimmy reached for you, pinning your hand there.

“Mmmhh…” Breathless, Jimmy pulled away to look at you again, breath rushing out from between kiss-swollen lips. “Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.”

His hands dropped to your hips, pulling you harshly onto his cock. You winced, but pressed your legs open further, hungry for the sensation. Eve came from behind Jimmy, pausing to run her hand through his caramel coloured hair, gripping it tightly briefly before letting go. Jimmy moaned above you, and before you could protest someone took hold of your hands at the wrists, holding them firmly above your head. With a little whimper, you tried to wrestle around from them, but failed. Eve’s sweet voice came from behind the chaise then, praises drifting down atop of you. Your head rolled upwards to the sound of the woman’s voice, again trying to find it. You couldn’t, and it didn’t seem like Jimmy wanted you to. His conjoined fingers were on your face again, gently pulling you back to face him.

“Eyes on me, baby… right here… that’s it. Atta’ girl.”

You blinked a few times, refocusing on his face. His tanned skin had a blush to it now, covered in sweat. He humped you furiously, his dick slipping in and out of your weeping cunt, rocking your body back and forth. You were close, there was an unmistakable tightening in your abdomen. Jimmy seemed to know this. More than knowing it, he could feel it; the way your tight little cunt quivered, clenching tighter and tighter around him. “C’mon baby, lemme’ hear that voice of yours…”

You opened your mouth, letting the whining moans free. 

“Good girl,” Eve cooed above you. “Such a good girl…” 

 As you continued meeting Jimmy’s thrusts with moans, he picked up his pace, hands snaking around the back of your body to take greedy, punishing fistfuls of your ass. His hands were so big and seemed to envelop you entirely, kneading your soft curves like dough. He came with a low grunt, gripped you hard and pulled himself into you as he climaxed. Jimmy coated your insides like the glaze on funnel cake, and you got to feeling even woozier than before. The feeling was too much, and pushed you over the slick edge. You let out a shrill cry, pulsing around him, fighting against Eve’s grip, who held you fast. There were sounds all around you as you came, excited murmurs and whispers. As your orgasm ebbed and Jimmy softened inside of you, finally, your hands were freed, and they found Jimmy’s florid, sweaty neck, pulling your forehead to his chest.

You remembered the way his chest heaved laboriously above you with each breath, shaky with expelled lust.

You blinked, your jaw hanging slack. He was still standing there, looking at you with that syrupy flirt in his eyes. You were suddenly dizzy with need. The ache between your thighs was no longer inexplicable, and your heart thudded in your chest.

“Hey!” Jimmy called across the field, one hand extended in a friendly wave. “We oughta’ do that again sometime, baby!”

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Masterlist 29

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Hi! Do you think you could do something with

"Could you hold my hand?" And Jimmy from freakshow?

A/N; ass-ablutely, not enough jimmy love tbh😫 also I love this gif so much

Why was he so nervous?

He'd preformed a million times before.

So why couldn't he shake this feeling?

"Jimmy?"

A voice broke him out of his anxious pacing and troubled thoughts. He looked up to the source, finding his childhood best friend and long time crush, Y/N.

"You okay?" Y/N spoke again once Jimmy looked up at him. Jimmy's face was painted with unease. His body tense and hands timidly hidden in his pockets. It was evident the man was racked with nerves.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

Jimmy dawned a fake smile. He wasn't only trying to convince Y/N he was okay, but also trying to convince himself.

After a moment of staring at each other, Jimmy let out an exasperated sigh and plopped himself down on a nearby chair. His hands finding a new home in his hair, as he messed up the brown strands.

Y/N was quick to kneel next to Jimmy's slumped over body. His own hands resting gingerly on the others knee.

"I'ma freaking wreck, man. I-I mean the house is full and I gotta follow up ma-"

With every word he spoke his breathing got heavier, and his speech rapid.

The only thing that stopped his anxiety-filled speech, was Y/N putting a hand on his toned arm.

"Hey man. Your gonna do great, and everyone's gonna love you. How could they not?"

Y/N's voice was tender. It almost instantly made him feel better. Almost.

"But what if they don't like me."

Jimmy finally looked up into Y/N's eyes. His own brown eyes were brimming with tears, ready to spill at the drop of a hat.

"Why wouldn't they like you?"

The kneeling man was genuinely confused by this. How could anyone not like Jimmy? He was sweet, helpful, and best of all- a total momma's boy. Y/N certainly loved him.

Without a word Jimmy held his hand's into both their view. A silent gesture into every reason he was having anxiety.

"Gimme your hand."

Y/N held his hand out open palmed toward him.

"What? Why would you want to-"

"Could you just hold my hand?"

Y/N's voice was on the brink of demanding.

Jimmy hesitantly slid his hand into the other mans grasp. The man below him pulled his hand to his lips. Y/N began placing gentle kisses over every inch of Jimmy's hands. The man in turn grew a deep blush over his ears and cheeks.

"How could they not like you, Jimmy?"