(I Had To Rewrite This Whole Thing So Its Not As Good As The First On Sorry :()

(I had to rewrite this whole thing so its not as good as the first on sorry :()

Taglist: @kitwalkersgfff, @ppawmpkin, @yes-divine-ruler, @quicksilversg1rl, @charsdunkie, @eddiemunsonsbitch69, @dahmevan, @sultrysullen Warning: Double Penetration, double cream-pie, Kai Anderson, anal, nasty sex

Virgin| Kai Anderson x FEM!Reader x James March| Part two

Part one

I felt Kai come around behind me and kiss my neck, his stubble leaving proof it was him as his hands traveled to my waist and down my thighs. "Such a good girl." I heard him purr in my ear as he undid my pants and pulled them down, his slender fingers sliding between my folds and into my wet untouched hole. "My, my, Kai said you were gorgeous, but this? Stunning my dear." I felt myself blush at his words as he removed my shirt. I hadn't worn panties nor a bra as Kai requested that that be how I arrived at the hotel. James' lips attached themselves to my overly sensitive nipples leaving my mewling in absolute pleasure. Kai removed his fingers from me making my knees buckle and I whine. James tapped his fingers on my throbbing clit two times. "My, my, I must say she's quite responsive." I whined out at his mere taps. "Very responsive." I watched as both James and Kai stripped themselves leaving me to stare at them in awe. Kai laid down and motioned for me to sit in his lap, I walked over to him cautiously before lining him up at my entrance. "Kai, I'm scared..." I felt him slide a hand up my back and pull my hair making my head snap back. "Good. Fear is Truth. Remember?" I nodded as best as I could in the situation. I felt him thrust up into me making me yelp. His hands now snaking down to my ass before pulling them apart. I had wondered why he did it but then remembered James, I felt a cold liquid slide down my crack making me shudder, the cold replaced with pain as James slammed himself into my asshole making me shout and cling to Kai. "You're rather tight... I expect that to be on both ends huh Kai?" Kai chuckled and nodded before thrusting in while James thrusted out so I would never be empty, feeling myself be used by the two men never made me feel and sorrow. Rather love and need. Kai smacked my ass while James pulled my hair and spit into my mouth. "Look at you, creaming on my cock and bleeding on me baby." I felt myself nearing and let the electric feeling orgasm shock my body head to toes. "Oh baby, you're so fucking cute when you cum." I heard James's chuckle before scooping up my mixture of cum, blood, and arousal before taking it to his lips. "Divine." Kai smirked and thrusted harder alongside James. I felt my body fall down onto Kai's as I was tired. I was overly sensitive and Kai hitting g-spot, and James' thrust refusing to stop and only increasing wasn't helping my case. "Please..." I felt a reassuring tap on my ass from Kai. "Shut up." James snatched my head back placing his lips on mine thrusting harder and faster making me near my peak again, screaming, moaning, and whining as I reached it. Just as I settled my own orgasm, I felt Kai paint my inside white with his seed and James follow behind, both men letting out almost animalistic growls of pleasure. Kai lifted me off of him after James pulled-out of me. He stood up to get his clothes. "I'll be back." I nodded without a second thought before I felt James pull me closer to his face by my thighs. "I must simply taste it from the source my dear." Holy fuck I wasn't getting a break anytime soon.

heres part two..

Can I please request what a New Years kiss would be like with the Evans? Thank you!

ABSOLUTEY HUN

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warnings: Suicide on after jail kai, just flat-out Kai Anderson

New Years kiss with the Evans

Evan: He held you close until the clock struck midnight before pulling you in and kissing your lips gently before pulling away from you. "Wanna set the new year off with a bang sweetheart?" He slowly got down on one knee, "I wanna marry you."

Tate: You had fallen asleep but felt his lips on yours, "It's the new year?" he shook his head and then you heard the Harmons count down. Once they reached one, Tate picked you up and carried you to the room before planting a kiss to your lips. "I love you."

Kit: You and him had your fair share of drinks and sloppily did your little count down before kissing, a few seconds later y'all were sleep.

Kyle pre-death: You were at a party and got drunk Kyle was taking care of you smiling as he watched you jump with each count. He smiled at you but then felt you press your lips to his, kissing him and pulling him closely.

Kyle Post-Death: You had gotten him all excited and once the countdown ended, he saw a couple on the tv kiss, so he looked at you and kissed you too. "Pretty." He mumbled against your lips making you melt inside. "You are too, Ky." He smiled "Me pretty?" you nodded and kissed him again.

James: With the little counts you did he popped some champaign and then took a sip. Once you asked if you could have some, he pressed his lips to yours spilling the beverage into your mouth. "Another year with you my dear. And many more to come."

Kai: You guys had done a countdown kill and once the live was over he snatched his mask off as you did yours pulling you into a rough kiss groaning in it, his hands snaking down to your ass. "WE FUCKING DID IT!"

Kai Pre-Cult: He was slightly nervous but nonetheless had fun with you. once that clock hit midnight you pulled him into a cute little make out kiss. "I've always wanted to do that." "Me too Kai."

After Prison Kai: You went to his grave mourning and drinking while doing the little countdown. Once it hits midnight you kissed his grave and a picture of him before crying and pulling out your gun. "I love you." You cocked the gun before unloading a bullet into your brain dying in front of your lover. Soon to be reunited with your Divine Ruler.

Jimmy: You guys didnt have to perform so you decided to spend it together, you always liked Jimmy but was sure he wouldn't like you considering you were a normie and he had a whole fall down with Madison (wtv tf her name was idgaf tbh) You did the countdown with everyone and had fun but then felt an overwhelming amount of loneliness seeping through your body. "Darlin'" You turned around and felt lips on yours immediately noticing it was jimmy you wrapped yourself around him. "Happy New Year, Jimmy."

Peter: He spun you around till you were dizzy and then pampered you with kisses and corny jokes. "What are you doing Peter?!" He laughed still spinning you. "Starting the new year of with a twirl." You glared at him with a playful look before kissing him.

Alex: He slept. you slept. Y'all woke up and kissed at like 12 at noon.

Cooper Day: He wasn't totally for the kiss and looked at you when you leaned forward. "What are you doing?" You looked at him. "New Year's kiss?" He sighed but kissed you anyways making you feel all bubbly inside and happy. "I love you Coop" He looked down. "Yeah, yeah, go to sleep."

HAPPY NEW YEARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

from me and @ppawmpkin

Daddys Makeup (Kit Walker x FEM!Reader

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Warning: Fluff, I dont give the daughter a name so you can.

I walked in kicking off my shoes from work. Kit had a day off a decided to stay home with our daughter. I heard giggles and whispers as I listened intently trying to hear too. "Mommy is gonna love your makeup daddy." I heard our six-year-old daughter tell my husband. "Ya really think so princess?" I walked into the living room just in time to hear her say yes. "Well, as mommy I assure you, I love it. Your daddy has never looked prettier. In fact, you should have done my wedding makeup" Kit and the girl looked at me in shock. "Mommy!" My daughter ran to me wrapping herself around my instantly. "Hello mommy." Kit looked at me standing up from the floor. "Hello daddy." I smiled at my husband. "Mr. Walker, you look exquisite." He sent me a playful glare, the pink and red lipstick basically everywhere but his lips, the blue and pink glitter eyeshadow up to his eyebrows. Only now am I noticing the pink glitter nail polish all over his hands. "Mommy, doesn't daddy look pretty." I snickered at the look of my husband and nodded. "He looks like a princess." He glared at me, "I oughtta throw these heels at you." I looked to him pointing at the Cinderella heels in the middle of the floor. "No daddy, you have to wear them and the dress." I laughed once again only for my daughter to look at me. "Mommy, since you're here you have to wear it too, you can be Belle. I'll be Jasmine." My smile dropped but Kit's grew. "Well Mrs. Walka looks like you and I will be matching." I glared at him. "Fine baby, where's my dress and heels?" She handed it to me, and I went to the bathroom to put it on. As I came out of the bathroom Kit's eyes lit up. "I think I'm falling in love all over again sugar." I smiled at him before turning around to see my daughter coming out holding the knives from her kitchen set. "Alright, mommy, daddy, we're gonna go rob a bank." We both looked at each other in confusion but just went along with it.

I had this Idea and I hope it was executed properly.

served delivered ate it all up, no crumbs, yall could never.

James Patrick March x Fem!Reader Smut - “For Eternity” (18+)

request by @demxnicprxncess <3

CW: reader takes their own life!!!, mentions of James’s horrific necrophilia, negative self-talk, angst, fingering, penetrative sex and fluff <;3

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Word count: 2296

The hallways of the Hotel Cortez were filled with the macabre screams of your husband's most recent victim. The hotel's occupants were becoming increasingly concerned with the noise, so you took it upon yourself to warn your husband to put a plug on his murderous past time until everyone was at ease. After all, you both still had a business to run and without occupants, James’s blood-thirst would never be satiated.

The loud clacking of your t-strap heels were muted by the carpet once you ascended the stairs to the first floor. Fixing your hair as it fell in your face and smoothing out your drop waist dress, you approached room 64. The wailing had come to a halt, and as your hand hovered over the brass door handle, you thought that maybe it might've been over, and you wouldn't have to disturb your deranged husband at work.

But, deciding you wanted to see him regardless, you pushed open the door. Your hands flew to cover your mouth, tears pricking your eyes at the sight in front of you. James was in the process of slicing his victim with more than one knife, but was also slotted between her legs. You'd seen James kill a multitude of times, your marriage wouldn't work if that was kept secret, but it was unbeknownst to you that he later used them for sexual gratification.

"James?"

His head turns at the sound of your voice, his face falling when he registers what you'd walked in on.

"Darling, you needn't be in here, you know I'm busy," his tone is laced with remorse, as he removes himself from the woman, and tucks himself away.

"What is this?" You ask him, your hands still covering your mouth in shock, now bound to be covered in red lipstick, "you're sleeping with them now?"

Your chest hurt. You were so in love with this man, and nothing could ever convince you to be unfaithful to your marriage. Did he not reciprocate your love? Your absolute devotion seemed to be entirely disregarded; what you’d just witnessed a huge slap in the face. Your husband. Your husband.

"My dear it's not you," James grumbles, pacing towards you, "it satisfies my deepest, darkest desires, so I can then give you the best of me darling."

“Okay. Um-I’m just going to go, leave you to it,” you choke out, turning on your heels and closing the door behind you. Your heart felt like it was completely shattered; you weren’t enough for your husband because you were incapable of making him feel whole. In this moment, nothing anyone could say or do would convince you otherwise.

Marching down the hall with tears running down your face, the image of James with his victim replayed over and over in your mind like a broken record.

“Honey? Are you okay?” Liz Taylor placed a hand reassuringly on your shoulder; you hadn’t even noticed you were passing her.

“Yes, I’m sorry Liz, I have something I must attend to,” you brushed her off, aiming for the stairs and climbing to the penthouse on the highest floor.

Would you be punishing yourself or James more if you decided to retrieve the revolver from the first drawer of your nightstand? You knew that like your husband, you’d be stuck here, for eternity, never able to leave. Despite his overt infidelity, you argued with yourself whether he’d still be devastated with your death. “What did it matter?” You told yourself, reaching for the cold metal barrel of the gun, “he deserves devastation for what he did.”

It crosses your mind that maybe there was no ammunition in the cylinder, and if there was, maybe it was a sign. So you held it to your open mouth, and left your fate up to chance.

Squeezing your eyes shut and choking on woeful sobs, your forefinger rested gently on the trigger. Your whole hand shook as you dropped to your knees, now holding the grip with both hands to try and steady yourself.

Come on, come on, do it. He doesn’t love you, you’re not enough for him, just do it already - your mind was full with the same few whirling thoughts.

“Y/N!”

You opened your eyes as the door suddenly flew open, James standing in his bloodied apron in the doorway. The sight of him had you blink away more tears, shaking your head furiously as he approached you.

“My love- don’t be absurd, put down the gun,” James held his hands out to show he wasn’t a threat as he approached you, his eyes wild with something you didn’t see often, fear. It wasn’t enough for you to deter your eyes from the apron, that you knew he wore while he worked, and it only reminded you of what you walked in on earlier.

“Goodbye James,” your eyes closed again, followed by the fatal pull of the trigger.

You sat up, your eyes opening wide in surprise. You felt light, and numb, and wondered if you were dreaming. When your final moments flashed before you, you knew this wasn’t a dream, for you finally knew what it felt like to be dead. You felt hollow, but the ghost of your heartbeat still pounded in your ears, and you still looked around curiously to see where you’d ended up.

Clothed in a champagne-coloured silk nightgown and tucked tightly in your bed, you searched the familiarity of your bedroom for James. Almost as if he heard you stir and wake, he entered the room, in a white wife-beater and a pair of white underwear.

“You’re awake,” he spoke softly, as if you were made of glass.

You looked at him and noticed his downcast eyes, lowered lip corners, and slanting inner eyebrows. Your senses seemed to work in slow motion as he meandered over to the bed and sat on the edge.

“James? Did I die?” You ask, but you knew it was the same as asking if the sky was blue. To hear him say it would only make it real.

You reached out to grab onto his hand as he offered it to you. Despite how angry and upset you were with him before, it seemed to dissipate when you crossed into the afterlife.

“I’m afraid so, dear,” he answered, biting down on his bottom lip.

“What does this mean?” He laid down beside you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. He already missed the sound of your beating heart.

“You know what this means,” he whispered, “Our souls will be forever trapped here in the Hotel Cortez.”

Your next question was not in sequence with the others, but being once again wrapped in your husband’s arms, it felt right to ask.

“Do you love me James?”

You looked up to capture his reaction, his eyes only shuttering in disbelief as a small chuckle left his lips.

“More than anything, you know that. How obscene!” He manoeuvred you both in the bed to a seated position, “to see you die was by far the worst thing I’d bore witness to.”

James was a man of his word, and he would never lie to you, but you couldn’t help but still feel defeated by what you saw prior to your death.

“Shall I prove it to you?” He suggested when you didn’t respond, as you lay on his chest, slotted between his legs, his back rested on your plush headboard.

You weren’t sure what he might be offering, until his hands caressed the curvature of your hips, and travelled down to your thighs. The feeling of your husband’s hands were enough to make your eyes flutter shut and your lips to part; he knew you were wholly enraptured by his charm.

“My magnificent wife, my right hand woman, for you know I love to pleasure you- I will show you how much I love you,” James whispers in your ear, as his fingers ball up the hem of your nightgown, and grip onto your inner thighs to spread open your legs.

Your ache for him only intensified as he rid of your panties by pulling them down your legs, holding your thigh open with one hand tucked under your leg, bringing the other to his lips. His fingers slotted into his mouth to soak in his own saliva, before they found your clit.

A shuddering breath left your parted lips as he began to rub slow, delicate circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves. The wetness of his fingers only made the moment more sensual. His fingers gathered the hair by your neck, placing the strands over your shoulder. He littered gentle kisses down your smooth skin, his lips soft like velvet. Your hands gripped at the sheets beneath you, as you spread your legs further apart to give him access to all of you.

Smiling against your skin, his finger dipped between your slick folds, collecting your already dripping arousal before returning to circle your clit.

“How does that feel my love?” He asks you, your eyes still screwed shut as you focused on the jolts of electricity coursing through your body from your stimulated core.

“So good James, oh my god,” you were already like putty in his hands. His fingers once again came down to your pulsing entrance, and with ease he inserted two fingers knuckle-deep.

A lengthy moan left your lips as his thumb now made work of your clit, his fingers beginning to pump inside you at a slow, steady pace. The room was filled with your noises, proof of your yearning and it was so crude it made a blush flourish across your face.

“You feel amazing, you are truly one of a kind,” James said, “I love how you clench around me.”

His words of praise in your ear had your legs shaking in bliss. His fingers thrust faster inside you, curling up to reach your spot of intense pleasure. Your hand untangled from the sheets to grab ahold of his wrist as he continued to plunge deeper inside you.

“That’s it baby,” he encouraged, “release onto my fingers.”

You reached your peak, closing your legs around James’s hand as he pleasured you through your orgasm. Your loud mewling provoked a low moan from James, who loved to marvel at you through your climaxes.

Once you’d come down from your high, James’s fingers abandoned you, and he moved from behind you, laying you down on the bed. He crawled on-top of you, sliding between your open legs and pulling down his underwear.

“My god I love when you cum, look how turned on I am,” James groaned, stroking his throbbing erection, spreading your arousal down his length.

“Make love to me James,” you begged, biting down on your bottom lip in anticipation for him to enter you.

“My pleasure darling,” he leaned down and connected your lips in a passionate kiss, as he simultaneously lined himself up at your entrance.

You gasped through the kiss as he entered you once again, encouraging him to bite down on your bottom lip and slide his tongue into your mouth. The slight pain of his teeth quickly subsided as his cock stretched out your inner walls, his tongue dancing with yours. It was hard to know where to put your hands, but you opted to wrap your arms around his broad shoulders for some leverage. James bottomed out inside you, hissing between clenched teeth as he felt the full extent of your warmth.

“Just like I said, one of a kind,” he breathed out, his hips beginning to rock to the steady beat of a silent drum. You’d never felt so full, your well-endowed husband the only man to ever perfectly fill you. Your thighs squeezed around his hips, as his thrusts only picked up in pace.

James steadied himself above you with outstretched arms either side of your head, as he continuously brushed against your g-spot. Whimpering, and in a total mess beneath him, your second time coming undone was on the rise.

“Darling, fuck,” James cursed, his own eyes shuttering closed as he felt the distinct tightness in his groin indicating he wouldn’t last for much longer either.

You could feel the telltale twitching of his throbbing cock inside you, arching your back only to have him thrust into you at a better, deeper, angle. It untied the aching knot in your stomach, your walls squeezing around James as you almost screamed at the feeling of your second blissful release.

James came shortly after, coating your inner walls in his warm seed, collapsing atop your shaking body as he came down from his high. You held him to your chest as he left kisses across the skin on your collarbone.

“Do you believe me now?” He spoke into your skin, before raising his head to peer into your tired, hooded eyes.

“Yes, I love you,” you said, kissing his lips once again before pulling away, although you could stay lip locked to him forever.

He pulled out with a wide smile, standing to retrieve his boxers before tucking himself back into bed beside you. His expression turned solemn.

“My love, how foolish it was of you to end your life, to be so cruel to yourself,” he whispered to you, “I never wanted to hurt you.”

You let out a deep sigh, yet you didn’t feel regret about what you did. In the end, you’d be with James until the end of time, and that outweighed the pros of being alive.

“I only need you,” you replied, resting a hand on his toned chest, gripping onto his wife-beater.

It took James a moment to reply.

“And I you, my beauty,” he said finally.

Boy in the Halls (Cooper Day x FEM!Reader)

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Character makes decisions I'll make so go ahead and poke fun.

Part One

Every day I walk down the same god forsaken halls of this school. I always see the same dude; His eyeliner always catches my attention since he's the only dude I see with it. I admire him and really love watching him in the halls. His hair beautiful and fluffy. I had a huge crush on him since the I seen him which was since elementary school. I admired him even more after finding out he fought his sister's boyfriend, since he got her pregnant. After his little two-day suspension, I had decided to talk to him. "Hey, I love your eyeliner." He looked at me his face still as if he was analyzing me. "I like yours too." I smiled at him. "What kind do you wear?" I thought for a moment before replying, "Liquid, pencil, and black eyeshadow." He gave "ah, I see" look making me smile at him again. His sister walked by giving him a kind of smirky look. Her friend Emma following behind giving him a flirtatious look. "Look at her." I felt my body heat in jealousy. "Yeah, she's gorgeous..." He looked at me. "Well, I gotta go to class..." I looked at him and smiled before walking to the bathroom. His sister coming beside me, "You're cute... but woman to woman, he likes Emma. I don't want you to get hurt." I felt my heart drop to my stomach. "Oh, I don't really like him much though, I don't even know him." She looked at me nodded before going away. I felt my throat burn and my chest hurt, I've liked him for more than half my life. I felt my eyes burn with tears. "You, okay?" I turned around and seen Cooper staring at me. "I thought you were going to class?" He smiled before looking down slightly. "It's PE, I'm skipping." I smiled at him. "Me too." "Math?" I shook my head. "Nope, Science." He nodded in acknowledgement. "Let's go outside." He offered making me follow behind him, he led me outside and sat beneath a tree. "So, why'd you talk to me?" He'd gained quite some popularity after his little winners' announcement. After little conversations of nothing it was time to go back to class. "Hey, Cooper... you think I could come over tonight?" He nodded at me before scribbling the address on my hand.

Once I was welcomed into the house by his mom and dad, I headed to the room they told me was his. I was walking and then I heard his sister call me, we talked for a bit and just laughed partially. She mentioned how stressful it was being "The Pregnant girl." Mid conversation she got up and I followed behind. She was actually taking me to Coopers room making me nervous. As she burst open the door starting a sentence before replacing it. "Hey Frea- WHAT THE HELL?!" I poked my head in and saw Emma practically eating his face off. "Cooper?" He pushed her off of him and I look at him tears brimming in my eyes again. This time I felt one trailing down my face. "(name) I- When did you get here?" I looked down, "Doesn't matter. I'm calling my mom and I'm leaving." He looked at me and started to say something, but I stopped him. "Natalie, may I borrow your phone?" I went to call my mom but instead of her telling me she was on her way she said I needed to stay there since she was in a meeting, and I have no way into the house. I watched as Emma walked by leaving. I felt my whole world cave in I just wanted to cry. "Hey, why'd you cry if you didn't like him (name)" I shot a glare at her. "I lied. I've liked him since Elementary School." Her heart broke for me. "Take it from me, men are assholes." I nodded as tears formed again. Little did I know, Cooper was listening from behind her door.

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