#rory cult

[penguinpartypalooza]

sigh...hi rory nation

[rottenaangelwings]

AHS characters played by Evan Peters

[roryculkinluvr]

PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

ೃ⁀➷ pairing: sub stalker charlie x fem dom reader

ೃ⁀➷ warnings: stalking, masturbation, fingering, pre mature ejaculation, dacryphilia, overstimulation, humiliation kink, mean (ish) reader.

ೃ⁀➷ notes: this wasn’t supposed to be this long but enjoy…

you had just gotten in bed, with your hands in between your legs, right above your underwear as you heard loud rustling from outside your window. you knew it was charlie. you knew he would come to your window, watch you change, watch you touch yourself.

he wasn’t aware that you knew about his perversions, how he’d cum in his pants by just watching you squirm under your own touch. was it bad that you found it hot? the way he stalked you, the way he was completely and utterly obsessed with you. you’d leave your blinds open every night, just incase he wanted a show.

you and charlie had a couple of classes together and would talk every now and then. you had always found him attractive but you knew he was infatuated with you. you saw the way he looked at you, spoke to you, about you. you’d have to be dumb not to realize.

knowing charlie was right outside your window, you hand wasn’t enough. so you decided to ‘catch’ him.

you got out of bed, walking over to your window, you could hear charlie trying to climb off the ledge of your roof. you opened the glass to it see just who you thought it was, a guilty look painted on his face.

“what are you doing here char?” you questioned, playing dumb. charlie’s eyes scanned over you, you wore pyjama shorts that fell just under your ass and a tight tank top that he could see your hard nipples through.

“i-i can, i can explain myself.” he stuttered, panicking.

“go on then.” you told him. you crossed your arms over your chest, making your tits press together which drove him mad.

“i—”he muttered, he couldn’t even think of an excuse right now.

“were you watching me touch myself?“ you teased, your lips turned up into a soft smirk. poor charlie was so confused, he thought you would file a restraining order on him but it almost seemed like you enjoyed it.

“no- no i wasn’t i swear.” his tone was meek, begging to be believed, he even put his hands up, as if you were a cop.

“i’m not stupid charlie, you can tell me the truth. you’re not in trouble.”

“okay… i was.” he couldn’t look at you while admitting this.

“why don’t you come in my room char, it’s kinda chilly out hm?” you bit back a smile.

“uh, okay.” he crawled through your window, you closed it behind him. charlie examined every inch of your room, obviously he had seen it many times but never up close. charlie took in every detail of your room. he surveyed photos of you and your friends you had hung on your wall, little trinkets you kept, the products on your dresser.

you laid back down on your bed, propping yourself up on your elbows. you motioned for charlie to sit at the end of your bed, he obeyed.

“charlie?” you called, disturbing his train of thought.

“yeah.” he replied almost immediately.

“were you touching yourself while watching me?” you were driving him insane, but he deserved it.

“mhm.” he nodded, unable to meet your eyes. he felt so bad, so guilty, so pathetic.

“okay, well since you interrupted me, why don’t you watch me and try not to.”

“i dunno if i can.” he looked down at the his boner, poking through his sweatpants.

“kinda owe it to me char. i mean, i did just catch you stalking me, the least you can do is do what i say. plus i wanna hear you beg to touch yourself.”

“fuck.” he groaned. you giggled at him before pulling your tank top off, making sure charlie’s eyes were on you. the sight of your boobs right in front of him only made him harder, he wanted to touch them or suck on them, anything would be enough.

“bet you wanna feel my tits so bad huh? i mean you’ve been watching me change, jerking yourself off while looking at them. this isn’t the first time you’ve been outside my window.” you taunted. “gonna have to earn it.”

“how-how do i earn it?” he wasn’t even concerned with how you knew that he had been watching you for a while, just desperate to feel you.

“already told you char, watch me touch myself without touching yourself.” you pulled down your shorts to reveal the lacy thong you wore. charlie couldn’t help but notice the huge wet spot on your underwear.

‘you did like this.’ charlie thought to himself. he stared at you as you rubbed your clit over your soaked thong, teasing yourself with one hand, playing with your tits with the other.

“you’re so… wet.” charlie said in a breathy voice.

“mhmm was thinking about you char.” you told him. his eyes went wide,

“r-really? you were?” he smiled at you. charlie sounded so pathetic, you loved it.

“mhmm.” you nodded, slowly removing your thong. the sight of your body entirely exposed forced charlie to whimper.

“i-i think about you, like that, a lot.” he was struggling so hard not to touch himself, it almost hurt. at this point, your cunt was throbbing, desperate for stimulation.

“i know you have.” you replied before rubbing your clit in circular motions, humming in pleasure.

“can i um, can i touch you instead…like finger you? i won’t touch you anywhere else if i’m not allowed to yet.” charlie couldn’t bare just watching you. if he couldn’t touch himself, he wanted to touch you. “please?”

“not yet, be patient.” you spread your legs further apart, pumping two fingers from your free hand into your entrance slowly. “feels so fucking good, don’t touch yourself yet charlie.” you groaned.

“t’so hard not to.” he whined, putting his hands behind his back to retrain himself.

“i know, you’re so needy char. fuck!” you panted. both of your hands sped up, making your moans louder. you were squirming so much. charlie watched you closely, taking in every one of your sounds, movements, and expressions. he whispered compliments as you brought yourself closer to your climax.

after you came, you sat yourself back up on your elbows to see that charlie’s pants were wet. “did you cum in your pants? that needy huh, can’t even wait ten minutes?”

“i know, m’sorry.” charlie said shyly, he looked away

“i didn’t even touch you…you didn’t even touch yourself and you came, holy shit… you don’t get to touch my tits yet, couldn’t even hold off.” you let out a short scoff which was followed by silence. charlie was so embarrassed, not daring to look you in the eyes. he wished he could’ve just disappeared at that moment. “lay beside me char, i wanna see your cock charlie.” you purred. charlie followed your order, moving from the edge of your bed, next to you. “now show me, take off your shirt too.”

charlie nodded before swiftly removing his shirt. he then pulled down his sweat pants, exposing his cum filled boxers. finally, he took off his boxers to reveal his dick. he looked over at you, your eyes remained on his body.

“so perfect char, bet it’s really sensitive right now though hm?” you asked. charlie’s cheeks turned red at your compliment.

“thank you and yeah m’sensitive.” charlie responded.

you shifted your body so you were on your side, facing charlie. you tucked his hair behind his ear, bringing your mouth to charlie’s it you whispered, “i wanna make you cum again”.

charlie’s breath hitched, he couldn’t believe you were finally going to touch him. after countless nights of imagining that his hand was your warm, tight pussy wrapped around him or your soft hand pumping his cock, he was finally getting to feel you. “please make me cum again, please.” he begged.

“so needy.” you giggled, crawling downward until your lips met charlie’s sensitive tip. you placed short, gentle kisses on it, holding his shaft in your hand.

“oh my god, fuck.” he huffed, his breath heavy.

“i haven’t even started yet.” you nagged, taking your soft lips off his tip. while still giggling, you began slowly moving your hand up and down his shaft.

“mmm thank you.” a stupid smirk was plastered on his face as he watched you speed up your movements. after a few minutes, his chest began to rise and fall rapidly as his mouth hung open, high pitched and draw out whimpers leaving his lips. you felt his dick twitch in your hand before he came for the second time.

you took a second to think of a real punishment for him. as the idea crossed your mind, you immediately wrapped your mouth around his soft cock, feeling it grow in your mouth.

“wah- what are you doing? i, fuck, i can’t go again.” he babbled. you rolled your eyes in annoyance, taking your mouth off his dick.

“too bad isn’t it, didn’t i tell you that you owe me? charlie, you’ve been watching me, stalking me for weeks now. can’t you just do what i say?” your tone was weirdly calm.

“okay…m’sorry” he answered. you placed your mouth back on his now, painfully hard cock, hollowing your cheeks. “ahhh! it’s too much.” he moaned. unable to stay till, charlie began squirm and bucking his hips into your mouth.

“ohmygoddd please i’m sorry, fuck aughhh! i’m sorry for stalking you, it’s too much please!” his words were slurred, charlie didn’t even know what he was pleading for. tears began streaming down his face from overstimulation. you bobbed your head up and down on his cock at an increasingly fast pace, the room filled with charlie’s loud sobs and whimpers. you then felt that same twitch as before and as you suspected, shortly after, charlie’s warm cum filled your mouth, you swallowed every drop.

you returned back to where you laid before, watching tears flood from his blue eyes. “you look so pretty when you cry charlie”.

he turned towards you. “thank you.” he sniffed as you wiped his tears from his cheek. holding charlie’s jaw in your hand, you traced his cheek with your thumb. “you’re always pretty.” he spoke. the two of your faces were so close together, charlie brought his lips to yours, you kissed back passionately, feeling charlie grin against your lips. one of his hands found its way too the bare skin right under your boob. “can i um- can i?” he questioned after pulling away from your lips.

“go ahead.” you responded before attaching your lips to his once again. charlie cupped your tit in his hand, squeezing and kneading it.

“so fucking perfect.” he groaned before shortly pecking your lips.

“charlie.” you said, staring at him.

“mhm?” he mumbled, looking away from your tits and up at you.

“next time you’re outside my window, you can just come in.” you purred. your words forced charlie to whimper. he could do this again? touch you? maybe even be inside you? god he felt lucky.

“actually?” he looked at you with that pathetic smile.

“yeah, maybe you’ll get to touch more than just my tits next time.” you smirked at him, kissing him once more before he cleaned himself up, climbing back out of your window.

the next night, you heard tree taps at your window. knowing it was charlie, you opened the window to let him in. almost immediately, you began undressing each other between staggered sloppy kisses. the night ended in him sobbing after you rode him, making him cum five times, which left his cock red. he knew he deserved it.

[emilyskinners]

since I'm back in my ahs era since I'm doing a rewatch with one of my mutuals who is watching it for the first time. I decided to make a part 2 with the evans as yearbook quotes. if yall wanna see the first part that i made a couple years back, you can check out here, but for now, here's another one

[fear-is-truth]

what do you think each of the evan’s wear to bed?

(i was trying to imagine what JPM would wear to bed and was stumped lmao)

⋆𐙚 ₊ the evans… sleepwear .ᐟ

ft. tate langdon ‧ kit walker ‧ kyle spencer ‧ jimmy darling ‧ james patrick march‧ kai anderson ‧ rory monahan ‧ peter maximoff ‧ colin zabel

a/n: ty for the req !! so fun to write tbh

⟢ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍.

tate’s sleepwear is very 90s boy-next-door. half the time, he’s in those vintage-looking striped tees—horizontal stripes in muted colors, the kind that might seem kinda baby-ish now but somehow work on him. baby boy. the rest of the time, it’s a band tee, nirvana or the smashing pumpkins. for bottoms, he’ll either grab his track & field shorts (you know, the short ones that look kinda fruity) or a pair of boxers. if it’s hot, he’ll ditch the shirt completely. on colder days, he’s in one of those sweaters paired with green checkered pyjama pants.

⟢ 𝐊𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑.

kit’s all about practicality. hot weather? briefs. nothing else. he’s not into anything restrictive or fancy when he’s sleeping. when it’s colder, he might throw on some soft flannel pajama pants and a white undershirt, but only if it’s freezing.

⟢ pre death .ᐟ 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑.

kyle’s sleepwear usually includes an old college club tee—something from a campus event or charity run—or a nerdy sci-fi shirt with marvel, star wars, or star trek designs. for bottoms, it’s always something cozy, like well-worn sweatpants or flannel pyjama bottoms, usually in neutral or plaid patterns. his clothes always smell nice because he’s that guy who uses fabric softener religiously and actually knows how to do laundry properly.

⟢ 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆.

wife-beater and boxers, no questions asked. he’s the type to sleep in just his boxers most of the year because he doesn’t see the point in layering up unless it’s absolutely freezing. when the weather does turn colder, he’ll trade the tank for a plain button-down.

⟢ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇.

james wouldn’t dare wear anything less than a matching set of black silk pajamas, tailored to fit him perfectly. the initials “J.P.M.” are embroidered in silver thread on the pocket because, of course, he’s that extra. to complete the look, he has a matching silk robe—also black, with a silver trim. probably has a nightcap too.

⟢ 𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐍.

“actor off-duty” typa fit. his go-to is a plain, perfectly-fitted t-shirt (you’d think it’s basic, but it’s actually some high-end brand like james perse) paired with plain sweatpants. if it’s getting chilly, he’d swap the tee for a well-worn hoodie, but even that’s designer, probably with a well-hidden logo no one notices unless they know fashion. cashmere socks because his feet get cold in winter. rory’s all about comfort, but it’s the kind of comfort only a celeb with a fat paycheck can pull off.

⟢ cult leader .ᐟ 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍.

kai would 100% sleep shirtless, wearing those loose, low-slung grey sweatpants that sit dangerously low on his hips, showing off that delicious v-line because. he a whore. when it’s cold, though, he’s layering up with a sweater or plain hoodie—the kind a tech bro would wear without a second thought. or black thermal shirt paired with fleece joggers.

⟢ 𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒.

austin’s sleepwear is all about luxury. he’d wear a high-end silk robe, probably from something like tom ford or balenciaga, in sleek b & w pinstripes or a classy paisley print. It’s the kind of robe that looks expensive without being flashy—tasteful, refined, and just a little bit sexy. he’d leave it slightly open at the chest, showing off just a sliver of his pale skin (scandalous! what a slut!). he’s also got matching slippers, and an eye mask for when he needs to block out sunlight.

⟢ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐅𝐅.

he’s got a collection of band tees that double as sleepwear, (pink floyd or rush). then, of course, there are those absurdly dorky graphic tees that are so bad they’re good—like the “nacho average guy” with a cartoon taco or a random graphic of a turtle. peter’s pyjama bottoms are often cartoony and childish. think patterns like cartoon superheroes, or those old-school looney tunes characters. they’re soft and comfy, of course.

⟢ 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋.

simple and comfy. he’d throw on a plain cotton shirt and wear boxers. when it’s warmer, he’s in boxers, but when the temperature drops, he’s switching to a long-sleeve thermal shirt to stay warm. his pajama bottoms are a staple—those brown, white, and black checkered plaid ones, they’re slightly worn in from frequent use, but he looooves that soft, lived-in feeling.

[angelsnkisses]

Can you please write a smut where like charlie tries to dominate the reader but he's truly a sub at heart so eventually he gives up and she makes him beg for her to dominate him

Honest Attempt ♡ - Charlie Walker x fem!reader

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: sub!charlie, dom!fem!reader, thigh riding, handjob, cum eating

A/N: ugh anon you are a genius, this was so so fun to write :). thank you! (not proofread yet)

Charlie panted softly, your fingers pulling at his hair while his hands rubbed over your waist. His lips moved against yours fluidly, teeth occasionally clashing gently as you kissed. He'd only been in your room a couple minutes, and you were already all over each other, your shirt discarded on the floor next to the bed.

You were laying underneath your boyfriend, pushing softly against his knee, which was currently pressed between your legs. You moaned into the kiss, small bursts of pleasure spreading between your legs at the weak friction. It wasn't enough, and you were getting pretty impatient at that point.

Charlie pulled back from the messy kiss, looking down at what you were doing with a heavy sigh. He looked back up at your face, his pupils blown with arousal. Smiling lazily, he slipped a hand down to your thigh, grinding his knee against you with more intent.

You made a louder noise now, head falling back against the pillows and hips raising slightly. Wisps of anticipation wrapped around you, your skin hot and your breathing quick. He felt a pulse in his lower abdomen at the sight, his lips parting as he watched you.

"So sexy," he mumbled, leaning down a little to wrap his arm fully around your waist. He flipped the two of you over, moving so he was sitting back against the headboard while you straddled his thigh.

You were a little surprised at his initiative, though you didn't show it. You weren't expecting him to take much control since he usually wanted you to, which was never an issue. You enjoyed it just as much as he did. Still, you were interested in seeing how far he'd take this.

"Come on, use me to get off," he urged impatiently, a little bit of desperation showing in his voice as he spoke. You smiled a bit at the edge in his tone, hands moving to his shoulders. You rolled your hips slowly, a little gasp leaving your lips at the pressure on your clit.

"You like when I use you?" you teased between moans, watching his eyes flicker up to yours. "W-what? Don't do that," he pleaded softly, embarrassed by how heated his face was getting. "Do what?" you asked innocently, your hands moving down to rest on his chest.

He sucked in a shaky breath, his dick twitching in his jeans at the sight of you using his thigh for your own pleasure. "You know what," he said, his hands holding your waist to keep you steady. You figured you shouldn't push it too much yet, your head falling forward as you picked up speed.

He couldn't take his eyes off you while you moved, his heart thudding heavily in his chest. Despite his attempts, you had already made it your own personal goal to get him to give in. You couldn't help yourself, you loved seeing him melt under you. You leaned closer, beginning to undo his shirt buttons eagerly.

He briefly removed his hands from your skin, helping you with the task at hand. He sat up so you could get the blue fabric off his shoulders, leaning back against the board while you tossed it to the floor.

You slowed your movements to stop, shuddering softly as you fought back the urge to chase your release, already having a little plan of your own in mind. He squirmed a little, his hands slipping down to your hips. He tried to move you against him again, giving you impatient eyes when you kept yourself still.

"Come on, keep going," he ordered softly, sitting up so his face was closer to yours. You smiled sweetly, tilting your head a bit. "What, are you gonna make me?" you challenged, hands wandering down to his abdomen to trace the smooth muscle. He groaned under his breath, a tortured look on his perfect face as he gave you a pleading gaze.

"That's not fair," he mumbled, his voice whinier now. You feigned confusion, enjoying yourself.

"No, by all means.. make me, Charlie," you insisted. You could feel goosebumps raise on his skin where you were touching him, his stomach tensing as he tried to ignore how much he needed you to take control.

"I- I can't.. you know I can't," he finally admitted. His hands fell off your hips, anxiously placing them over yours and trying to move them lower down, where he needed you most. You pulled them back, gently slapping his hands away. You ignored his annoyed protest, resting your hands on his waist and rubbing his sides with a thoughtful hum.

"I know.. it's kinda cute," you said with a teasing smile, a sense of accomplishment leaking into your voice.

"Oh shut up, just do something," he whined, impatience lacing his tone. You tutted, giving him a disappointed stare.

"Is that how we get what we want? Hmm?" you asked, a condescending edge in your voice. He winced mentally, regretting his choice of words. He made a quiet noise, shaking his head quickly.

"N-no.. I just need you so bad," he admitted quietly, sounding like he was on the verge of tears. You tightened your hands a little, leaning down so you were eye to eye.

"Then ask politely, doll.. you know how," you reminded him. He shook his head again, looking down to avoid your tantalizing gaze. Removing a hand from his waist, you tilted his head up, offering a small smile.

"Don't be embarrassed, baby. I wanna hear you.. come on, beg for me," you cooed, pushing his hair out of his face before sitting up. You moved out of his lap, getting your shorts off your legs before settling beside him. Your hand slipped down to his waistband, toying with it while your other hand rested on his shoulder. He turned to look at you, abdomen tensing a bit as you touched him.

"Please, I wanna feel good," he whined, his eyes shifting to your lips as he spoke. You chuckled at his attempt, slipping your hand into his jeans. You finally, finally touched him, rubbing him through his boxers with firm fingers. "You can do better than that, Charlie," you scolded softly, leaning forward and pressing your lips to his. He groaned, his lips immediately moving against yours to return the kiss.

He was gasping softly when you pulled back, his eyes finally showing some defeat as he opened his mouth to plead with you.

"Fuck- please? Please, I'll be so good for you, I promise," he blubbered, his cock practically throbbing in your hand as he spoke. "I'm begging you, please."

That was all you needed to hear, removing your hand from his pants. He was about to protest, when you started unbuttoning his jeans, fidgeting with the zipper a bit before getting it down. You could hear every little gasp from him, every heavy breath he took, and every whiny noise he made, creating a symphony of sound for you to enjoy.

You slowly pulled him out of his boxers, relishing the shaky breath he took as you did so. He was already hard, his tip red and wet with precum. You wrapped your fingers around him, licking your lips as you began to pump him in your hand. He jerked a bit, your warm hand contrasting the cold air of your room.

"Ohh.. thank you," he whimpered, his fingers grabbing at the sheets under him. His head fell back against the headboard, eyes closing and lips parting as he moaned. He was such a pretty sight, all worked up under your touch.

"Such a good boy, aren't you?" you purred, leaning in to start kissing at his neck. You applied more pressure as you stroked him, listening to his pathetic little moans with a satisfied smile on your face.

"Aren't you?" you reiterated, biting down on his neck. He let out a sound that was halfway between a yelp and a moan, his cock twitching at the painful sensation.

"Ah- yes! Yes, I'm a good boy," he whined, opening his eyes and looking down at your hand. It was quite a sight to see, your fingers snug around him and moving quick. He was already close, his lower abdomen spasming slightly and his eyelids fluttering.

"I'm gonna cum- fuck, please," he begged, vaguely aware of you sucking gently on his neck, marking him up as yours. You pulled back when he spoke, ducking your head down to push him into your mouth. You gagged, but didn't let up, listening to his wanton moan as he hit the back of your throat.

He bucked his hips up, a low groan leaving his swollen lips as he spilled into your throat. One of his hands moved to the back of your head, gripping your hair tightly while he finished. You pulled your head off him when he was done, swallowing whatever was in your mouth before gasping for air.

You tried to catch your beath, looking at Charlie's face to see how he was handling himself. He released your hair, allowing you to sit up again. He mumbled 'thank you' a few times, still trembling from his orgasm. You grinned, grabbing onto his shoulders and slinging your thigh around his lap so you could straddle him. He gave you a perplexed look, shaky hands resting hesitantly on your hips.

"What, you think we're finished?"

**

A/N: this is awful wtf 😭. i have better stuff coming soon, sorry for the lack of posts! this week has been so fucking stressful, but at least i saw barbie yesterday 🥲. anyways, here's this! hope you enjoyed <3.

[evnp17]

YALL HAVE NO IDEA, IL THIS EDIT SM OMG

its by:@per4ltcine

[roryrealm]

You just can’t do that kind of thing

😃🐈

Also love that Rory has the “New Day’s” Booty O’s box behind him 😍 live laugh love wrestling Rory 😚🤌🏻 me love wrestling too

[blackdollette]

i know you write for rory’s portrayal of euronymous but i was wondering if you’d be willing to write something (potentially smutty) with euro and jack kilmer’s portrayal of pelle/dead for the lords of chaos film?

maybe the reader is euro’s girlfriend and one night after a party or show he lets pelle join them in the bedroom bc he doesn’t think he gets much action

ask & you shall recieve :))

"ridin' like a bitch." | euronymous & dead

ridin. - lana del rey + a$ap rocky

female!reader x euronymous + dead

word count: 1062

contents: threesome, oral (m receiving), unprotected p in v, spit roast position, creampie, cum eating

you and euro were fulfilling your post-concert routine. he would dash off of the stage and lead you out of the crowd, taking you backstage to celebrate a great show. but tonight, there was an addition to your little party. the lead singer was sitting on the couch, looking at you like a predator watching its prey. something about his stare made your blood run cold, giving you a glimpse of what you were getting into tonight.

euronymous gave you a crooked little smile. “don’t be scared, doll. just be a good girl like you usually are. i know you’ll get used to this very quickly…” and with that, the two men approached you and started to strip you down, leaving you with no time to think. euro went straight for your little tank top, undoing the little string that kept it from being just a useless piece of fabric.

dead watched as euro unclipped your bra and let it drop to the ground. he spoke, his voice raspy, “quite the girl you’ve got here… ” he got down on his knees and took off your black miniskirt, tossing it to the side and leaving you in your thong and fishnet stockings. euronymous picked you up and threw you over his shoulder as he walked over to the mattress on the ground in the corner of the room.

he set you down, leaving you on full display for both of them. it was clear that they were thinking about all the things that they were going to do with you. you noticed that dead was slowly palming himself through his black jeans. they had both grown painfully hard just from stripping you down, and they hadn’t even gotten to the main event yet.

they gave each other a look before they both came onto the mattress with you. euronymous got behind you while dead was right in your face. euro laid a sharp slap on your ass, making you wince. “ass up, doll.” you lifted your hips in the air just as he asked. he slipped your thong to the side, exposing your swollen little pussy that was just begging to be ruined. he spat on it before rubbing circles onto your clit with his thumb.

you put your face into the mattress as a quiet moan escaped you. dead grabbed your hair, forcing you to look up. you were face-to-face with his raging boner. he unbuttoned his pants, his rock-hard cock springing out and almost hitting you on the nose. you gasped, the size surprising you a little. you couldn’t say it out loud, but it made euro’s dick look like a joke. dead smiled a little at your reaction.

he held your chin gently but firmly. “open.” it was a simple command, but you felt obliged to do whatever he asked. he slowly slipped his cock into your mouth, you gagging when it hit the back of your throat. he pushed it all the way in, feeling as your muscles clenched around his length. he didn’t give you anytime to adjust, immediately pushing his cock in and out of your throat.

your eyes welled with tears, making both men chuckle. euronymous saw your pussy throb, practically begging to be fucked. he brought his head down and connected his lips with yours, licking complicated patterns on your clit. a blocked moan erupted from your throat, sending vibrations through dead’s body. he shuddered with pleasure, grabbing your head and moving himself a little faster.

the mix of having your throat broken into while being filled with an unearthly amount of pleasure made your body heat up. euro shoved two fingers into your tight cunt, pumping them in and out of you quickly. every moan, whimper, and whine that came out of you brought dead closer to a mind-boggling orgasm. he grabbed your whole head and started vigorously fucking your throat, his balls slapping your chin every now and then. 

there was spit and precum leaking down your chin and dripping onto the mattress. euronymous disconnect his mouth from your pussy, your juices flowing out from his mouth. he had been too occupied to jerk himself off, and he was in desperate need of some relief. he pulled his cock out and gave it a few lazy strokes before lining himself up with your hole.

his tip was red and swollen, already dripping with precum. he wasted no time stuffing you up with his length. your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the feeling of being filled up like this. the room was filled with the sound of their moans and your muffled little whimpers. your face was wet with tears, saliva, sweat and precum. you felt dead’s cock starting to twitch in your mouth, signalling a powerful orgasm.

euronymous pounded into your tight cunt, using his thumb to rub your throbbing clit. a strong shiver ran down your spine as you felt your hole convulsing around him. he threw his head back as a loud groan emerged from the depths of his soul. you felt his hot cum shooting into you as he thrusting into you mercilessly. dead leaned back on the wall for support as your moans sent his body into oblivion.

he shoved his length all the way down your throat, dumping all of his cum into your stomach. a waterfall of tears ran down your face as you choked on his length. euronymous gave you a few more lazy thrusts before he pulled out, collapsing on the mattress. dead pulled his softening length out of your throat, leaning on the wall as he caught his breath.

you lay on your side as you let out a few coughs. you could feel warm cum oozing out of your pussy as you recollected yourself. the three of you were panting and sweating like dogs as expected. after several minutes, euronymous picked you up and set you down on the couch, placing his leather jacket on top of your nude body.

he planted a soft kiss on your cheek as you felt your body surrendering to exhaustion. dead remained on the mattress, looking satisfied. euronymous joined dead on the mattress, engaging in a quiet little discussion. you found yourself slowly drifting off to sleep, your body still sore from tonight’s activity. needless to say, this became your new post-concert routine.

author's note: im so sorry for the delay on all your requests :(( but the box is still open so dont hold back. i also had a lot of fun with this one, so thank you!!

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Thank you Kate

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crazy aaah guy................................

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Their favorite way to make you cum | Rory Characters

(not all characters, but if i missed some you want to see i'm open to doing a part 2) (stay safe!!)

warnings: NSFW!! mostly gender neutral reader, kinda ooc at times- let a guy dream ok? Mentions of: use of sex toys, penetrative sex, object insertion, fingering, thigh riding, dry humping, oral sex

Kappa:

- using toys

- whether that be using them on you OR

- making you use them on yourself while he watches

- loves making you ride a dildo in front of him, he gets pleasure out of knowing he's not even touching you yet you still obey every word he says

- will edge you to make the whole experience last longer

- favorite part of his night tbh

- once he gets his fill of watching, will push you down and hammer the toy into you

- doesn't stop even after you cum, he loves overstimulating you

- again, prolonging the experience

- he's mean :( <3

Jack Thurlow:

- his dick :D

- a traditional man ...?

- it's such an ego boost for him, knowing you need no other stimulation to cum

- says stuff like "no one could fuck you better than me."

- when you agree bc he's fucking you so good, it's just stroking his ego further

- he can admit he's a little selfish as well

- not only is he giving you pleasure, he's getting it too.

- it's definitely a win-win for him

Charlie Walker:

- Charlie is pretty much willing and down to do anything for you

- he's absolutely obsessed with you so, duh

- nothing is off the table for him

- his favorite though, is with his fingers

- he adores watching you writhe under his touch, he loves watching you

- knowing he's able to make you cum with just his fingers is a delightful stroke to his ego

- he loves it in any position!!

- You're laying beneath him? Perfect. Straddling his lap on the couch, arms around his shoulders? Just as good. Strewn across his lap, while he's doing it? Amazing!

- and he's good at it too, so you ask him when you're in the mood for it

- and he eats it up every time.

Ollie Sway:

- similar to Kappa in that he likes using stuff on you, but it's not exactly a toy with him

- you guys got drunk together once and he ended up getting an idea

- he ended up fucking you with his empty beer bottle

- he was basically drooling at the sight and has been chasing that high ever since

- begging you every once in a while to let him try it again

- you comply on occasion, letting him get his fix, besides it's not like you don't like it.

Clyde:

- mostly non-penetrative stuff

- not that he doesn't LOVE the penetrative stuff, he absolutely does

- but there's just something about watching you rut against his knee, his hands guiding your hips to do so...

- especially if you guys have smoked a bit, it's so easy for him to sink back into the couch cushions, watching you lazily grind your hips against him

- it might seem a little lazy, and it really is

- but part of the reason it's his favorite way to get you off is how little effort he has to put in to make you finish

- at some point after one of your little sessions, he had a realization of "i can make them feel this good without having to do anything???" and just never looked back

- similar to Charlie, he just loves watching you.

- this isn't to say he can't/doesn't want to put in effort, this is simply his fav way

Danny Cooper:

- HEAD !!!!

- he loves going down on you, and could do so for hours

- and he has

- will eat it from any position

- he's just so good at it, he gets so immersed in what he's doing, soaking in every noise you let out.

- he'll be moaning softly whenever you tug him off by his hair because he's overstimulating you on accident :((

- stares up at you with teary blue eyes and a wet chin, silently asking why you'd interrupt him

- DROOLY BOY !!

- my puppy boy danny agenda >:)

- he loves looking up at you from between your legs, eyes watery from the way you tug his hair

- gets pussy/dick drunk and doesn't like to stop until he's had his fill (he'll stop the moment you ask him to ofc <3)

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KAI❤❤❤

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The 4 most attractive characters from the “Lords of Chaos” movie:

And you can’t change my mind

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I need him

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nsfw headcanons - tyler <3

💟 nsfw - mdni 💟

A/N: i haven't actually finished the show, but it's good so far :). definitely a little.. questionable at times, but all good shows are, right? 😭 also idk why my replies are off but it's driving me insane

warnings: softdom!tyler, sub!fem!reader, breeding kink, dubcon, overstimulation, mentions of pregnancy

• no cause this show is WILD, but, disregarding that... can we talk about how tyler definitely has a huge breeding kink? there's no doubt about it.

• hear me out, he fucks you good, like gripping the sheets and seeing stars type of good. so good, in fact, that you're too dumbed out to use your critical thinking skills to make rational decisions in the moment. and as fucked as it is, he uses it to his advantage.

• he'll turn on that loving, gentle voice of his and start rubbing your clit to get your brain all foggy, hitting that divine spot inside you over and over again and turning your brain into susceptible mush.

"there you go, so good for me.. you gonna let me fill you up tonight?"

• he asks so casually, and smiles knowingly when you get all flustered and start shaking your head. he'll lean down and coo quiet pleads and praises at you, his silky voice working hard to convince you to do as he pleases.

"no? it'll feel so good, you wanna feel good?"

"come on, do it for me.. it would make me so happy."

• he knows it's wrong, but the satisfaction that washes over him when you finally whimper out a quiet 'yes' is unreal.

• aside from his tendency to manipulate your frangible little mind, he has other.. interests, if you will. one of those particular interests is overstimulating you until you can't even breathe properly.

• he'll pound you relentlessly, coaxing you through orgasm after orgasm until you're sobbing under him. best believe he has a touch of dacryphilia, because he fucks you even harder when he sees tears stream down your cheeks.

"shhh, just a few more for me. aw, don't cry, baby.. i know, it's okay."

"you don't wanna cum? you were begging for it just a little while ago.."

• after maybe 5 or 6 orgasms, he'll finally stop. not because he needs to, but because you do. he doesn't wanna completely destroy you (though part of him is intrigued to see just how much you can really take).

"you still in there? aw, you poor thing. fucked you dumb, didn't i?"

• he'll pull out slowly, taking his time to watch all his cum spill out of your spent, puffy cunt. you jerk and whine when he pushes it back in with his fingers, shushing you soothingly.

• he'll eventually leave your tortured sex alone, instead focusing on making you feel better. he'll clean you up, or have you lay on his chest so he can rub your back. he'll mumble an occasional praise, his mood elevated at the idea of you finally getting pregnant.

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A/N: i don't think i've really posted anything like this, i'm nervous 😭. regardless, i hope you enjoyed! sorry it's short :3.