Okay Hear Me Out

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Tate Langdon submissive.

with his teary desperate eyes, begging for you to touch him. you would kiss and bite him eveywhere, literally eating him out as he offers himself to you. his skin would be so addictive to you. his blond fluffy hair. his childish smile. his mischievous dark eyes. and his scent. a boy's scent. Tate's natural scent. it drives you crazy. you would leave bruises on him everyday. on the neck and the chest. Tate likes pain. he likes it when you bite him, the feeling of your teeth against his sensitive, warm skin as you ride him. he can feel the intensity of your feelings through violence. and he would bite you too. a lot. kiss you, bite you, and scratch you to express the strengh of his mad love for you. how he wants you. how he needs you more than anyone in this "hopeless world". he would totally be the type to beg. you wont even have to tell him to. begging for more contact, for more stimulation, more kisses, just more of you. you. you. you love the effect you have on him so much. and you wouldn't let anyone see this miserable lovely part of him.

I honestly feel like Tate would be as loving and clingy to his s/o as you’ve described Eddie Munson 🥹💙

YES!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE CORRECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Literally all Tate wants is to spend time with you and maybe some mood stabilizers. That's it. He never cared too much for poker or boardgames or cooking or movies or dancing until he met you, but now he loves them because it's you he gets to do it with. He couldn't give a shit about whatever he’s doing, all he cares about is if you're doing it with him, if he's doing it with you. You're like a security blanket to him, he wants to go everywhere with you, he always wants your arms wrapped around him so he can bask in your soft touch and familiar comforting smell. He loves kissing you too because how could he not??? But also cause he loves how soft and blushy you get at his touch, he loves the way you lean into him and stop thinking for a moment when he pulls away until you come back to your senses. He's so vulnerable and so full of passion sometimes he yearns for you so much his body aches. Everything feels right around you, it's like you recalibrate the whole world and it all makes sense and feels less chaotic. You can read him really well at this point, but he doesn't realize it. He thinks you can tell what he needs because you're just that perfect, that much of a walking miracle that you just know. Sometimes when things get overwhelming for either of you you'll just lay in your bed all cuddled up and listen to music together until you get bored or hungry or fall asleep, and whenever you do he thinks he could stay like this forever. He doesn't know what heaven or the afterlife or the good place is like (and he's sure he couldn't get there if he tried) but unless you're there it wouldn't matter anyway. It can't be heaven if you're not there. The nicest thing he's ever told you (besides how much he loves you, which he could fill books with) is how great your music taste is. There hasn't been one song made after 1998 that he’s liked except the ones you show him. Maybe you just know him well enough to recommend the good ones or maybe that's just the overlap in your music taste, but here’s never had a bad thing to say about any songs you've shown him.

I love this little sociopath

Hanging Criminals Pt 2 (Jason Todd X Brother!Reader) *PLATONIC

Characters: Jason Todd X Male!Reader

Universe: DC, Batman

Warnings: Mention of death and killing

Pt 1

Request: Hey are u willing to do a part 2 of hanging crimenals with the bat fam maybe jason trying too help him or some more angst if u want if not i understand thank u for your works anyway hard too find people who write for male readers on here nowadays

It had been a month since your adoptive father had pulled you from doing patrol and shoved you into intense therapy about your past before your adoption in the Wayne family. Progress was slow, mostly because you didn’t want to be there, but Bruce had managed to find either the most patient or the most persistent therapist in the field, because you still went, and on the days you didn’t want to go in, the therapist came to you. Either that, or Jason would literally drag you there.

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// masterlist //

💋  = smut // 😬  = angst // 💖  = fluff

michael langdon

series

salvation | outpost!michael x reader 😬💖💋 (*ALMOST* FINISHED)

An unexpected delivery of apples arrives at Outpost 3 — but why?

            part i | part ii | part iii | part iv | part v

the drug in me is you | outpost!michael x reader 😬💋 (INCOMPLETE)

Michael’s wife attempts suicide and he resolves to fix things.

            part i | part ii

dance macabre | sojourn!michael x reader 😬💖 (INCOMPLETE)

Michael’s sojourn leads him to the Hotel Cortez.

            part i | part ii

blasphemy | fire and reign!michael x reader 😬 (INCOMPLETE)

The Robichaux massacre leaves one survivor.

           part i | part ii

sanctum | outpost!michael x reader 💖😬

What happened in the 18 months before Michael arrived at Outpost 3.

         part i |  part ii

full moon | michael cullen (twilight crossover) 😬

As Michael Langdon lays dying, a black Mercedes approaches.

      prologue 

one-shots

absolution | sojourn!michael x reader 💖

Michael’s sojourn leads him onto a different path - the path to wedded bliss.

devotion | fire and reign!michael x reader 💋

At the first Cooperative meeting, Michael gets familiar with one delegate.

infamy | outpost!michael x reader 💋

It’s Michael’s birthday and you have a surprise for him. He has one of his own.

prompts

murder house!michael

meeting violet 😬

grunge!michael

wet dream 💋 // catching grunge!michael masturbating 💋

shorts 💋💖 // spin the bottle 💖

first time 💋💖 // adult store 💖

sexting 💋// interrupted 💋

meet the parents 💋 // lying is the most fun… 💋

on the spot 💋💖 // killing strangers 😬

hawthorne!michael

stop teasing me so much 💋 // flexible 💋

daddy & choking kink 💋 // belong 💋

sojourn!michael

if i have to pull over… 💋 // food play 💋

louder than that 💋 // i’m the one to blame 😬

fire and reign!michael

full 💋 // praise kink 💋

mommy kink 💋💖 // if you leave the house wearing that 💋

meeting his ex 😬 // pregnant fiancée 😬

twins 💖 

outpost!michael

breeding kink 💋 // bite me 💖

degrading & choking 💋 // if i have to stop… 💖

you’re not going out in that outfit 💋 // you tell me you love me 😬

blood play 💋 // fingering 💋

sit on my face 💋 // you look real pretty when you cry 💋

beg me 💋 // you’re a fighter 💋

i don’t want to lose you 💋💖 // spanking 💋

punishment 😬💖 // escape 😬

virgin 💋 // knees 💋

learn your place 💋 // making up 💋

don’t close your eyes 💋

personal jesus 💋

man-flu 💖

praying for time 😬

stages of michael

breed me 💋 // pubic hair 💋

daddy 💋 // pregnancy 💋💖

michael and a paranoid s/o 💋💖😬

giving birth 💖 // adult store 💋

raising children 💖

AU characters

michael gatsby headcanons 😬

misc

michael langdon playlist

xavier plympton

series

watching 😬

Xavier’s struggling with the afterlife.

           part i | part ii

one-shots

wouldn’t it be good 😬💖

Xavier is the only living occupant of Camp Redwood. Mortality is getting to him.

kinks

hair pulling 💋 // murder kink 💋

song prompts

you spin me right round 💖 // easy lover 💋

addicted to love 💋 // i want to know what love is 😬

love bites 💋 // space age love song 😬

i was made for loving you 💖

careless whisper 😬

prompts

mine 💋 // time me 💋

behind a tree 💋 // shame 😬

gone 😬 // open your mouth 💋

twins 💖 // sitting on my lap 💋

duncan shepherd (house of cards)

punk!duncan

fugazi vs vanilla 💋 // impatience 💋

prompts

go your own way 😬 // knife kink 💋

submissive 💋 // face sitting 💋 // friends with benefits 💋

pregnancy sex 💋

song prompts

before you go 😬 // missing you 😬💖

jim mason (the tribes of palos verdes)

i have always been a storm 😬

the night we met 😬

prompts

just like that 💖💋 // coming home 💋💖

marked 💖

emo!jim

cute without the e 💋 // broken condom 💋

richard (the last time i saw richard)

prompts

likewise 💖😬 // can’t sleep 💋

snapped 💋 // play with me 💋

parenthood 💖 // rage 💋

andy dolan (eden)

one-shots

incognito 💋😬💖 

asks

breeding/pregnancy/rough/aftercare 💋💖

cody fern

prompts

cody x ahs actress headcanons 💖

can you hear me 😬 // too far gone 😬

castaway 💋 // make it right 😬

wrap party 💖 // ahs meetings 💖

all cody’s characters

squirting 1 💋 // squirting 2 💋

breeding kink 💋💖

cheating 😬💖 // pregnancy 💋💖

adult store 💋 // tattoos and body image 💋💖

michael and duncan - breeding kink 💋

richard and jim - soft dom 💋

sleepwalking and sleep talking 💖

nipple piercings 💋 // lap dance 💋

tongue piercing 💋 // wedding dress shopping 💖

chronic pain 💖 // father’s day 💖

hickeys 💋 // coming out 💖

punk!codys pregnancy part 1 💖 // part 2 💖

alternative s/o 💖 // clingy s/o 💖

bedroom volume 💋 // horror movies 💖

richard and jim - sharing s/o 💖

meeting the in-laws 💖 

walking in on them naked 💋 

fistfights 😬 

walking in on them masturbating 💋

shaved head 💖 // big butts 💋

teenage daughter dating 💖

holding hands during sex 💋

kai anderson

prompts

rules are rules 💋 // take it slow 💋

democratic monsters 😬 // 2am 💋

answer the phone 💋

public 💋 // shower 💋 // netflix 💋

no small talk 💋 // breeding kink 💋

hickeys 💋 // pregnancy 💖💋

resilience 💋 // overstimulation 💋

breeding kink + hands 💋

pastor charles aftermath 😬💖

james march

prompts

shush 💋😬 // cane 💋

la petit mort 💋 // maid’s outfit 💋

braces 💋 // breeding kink 💋

riding 💋 // mirror 💋

tate langdon

prompts

desk 💋 // kinks 💋

stan bowes

oneshots

off the record 💋

evan peters

evan’s AHS characters

pregnancy 💋💖 // being topped 💋

hickeys 💖💋 // blowjobs 💋

choking 💋 // naked 💋 

aftercare 💋💖 // jealousy 💋

baby’s birth 💖

gf drunk kissing girl 💋

daddy 💋 // protective 💖

evan peters as tate langdon // american horror story // teeth by 5sos

hi! ive been super down lately and was wondering if you could write some comfort cuddles w tate (i also love little spoon tate so do w that info what u will)!! ur fics abt him always make me feel so safe and happy <3

I hope that this brings you some peace, I’m so glad you enjoy my fics <3 also I’m sorry, I’m not very good with verbal affection so I just tried to depict it instead lmao

wordcount: 584 warnings: slight mention of mental health, otherwise none

He was already half asleep by the time you crept into the dimly lit room, one of his eyes cracking lazily open to survey you softly shut the door behind you and walk quietly to the large bed he lay on. The house was utterly still, a rare occurrence, and the tranquil essence of the air put a small smile on your face as you made your way around the bed, kneeling carefully on the mattress, trying not to rouse Tate’s stated form.

You shuffled closer, trying not to disturb the bedcovers as you lowered yourself onto your side, pressing your chest to the warm planes of Tate’s back before rising up on one elbow to fold the soft quilt laying by your feet over the both of you. One of your arms came to wrap around his waist whilst the other folded beneath your head, your deep sigh of content warm through the thin shirt Tate wore, caressing the already sleep mellowed skin beneath. His hand, large and warm, fell onto the one you had clutched onto the front of his shirt, prying your fingers away from the soft material and threading his own through yours instead. You brought your head up, nuzzling the side of your face into his upper back, your cheek squishing against his warmth. Sleep always came easily when you had Tate in your arms, the rising and falling of his chest beneath your joined hands evening out, lulling you into that blissful state, caught halfway between slumber and clinging onto what was left of the day, content to rest in a warm daze. A small noise cracked from Tate as his weight shifted, his shoulder pressing into your embrace and forcing you to shift as he turned onto his back. Your exhaled sigh was warm in your nostrils as Tate settled once more, the small conscious part of him reaching around your frame with one arm and pulling you into him once more, your entwined hands coming to rest on his chest, your head settling into the crook of his shoulder, sleep smothering the two of you as soon as you had melted into one another once more. There was something about Tate. Something that quelled even the most tumultuous emotions that often roiled through you, sometimes threatening to pull you under and leave you struggling to kick your way back above the surface. He was the air that awaited you above the dark waves, the hand that reached out to take your outstretched one, tugging you back into the open air. And so sleep came easily, embracing you into its softness, any dark thought kept at bay by Tate, his presence by your side unfaltering, even through the darkest hours of the night.  You were roused once again several hours later by his warm hand hooking under the back of your knee, pulling gently but with persistence and repositioning your body atop his, chest to chest, your cheek hot as it pressed into his front, one of your legs reaching downwards to tangle with his, the other remaining draped across his torso. Your weight was a comfort to Tate, the two of your bodies seeming to fuse together as the night continued to roll on, giving way to morning who reached it’s light in through the windows, spilling into the room and illuminating your entwined forms, clasped in each others arms with the same ardour as you had clung to each other when sleep had found you. 

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