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the coven + kyle spencer head canons for jealousy issues and how they would each handle it differently?

HI HI HI FOLKS I'M BACK!

Ok, ok, let's do it then!

Lots of lots of ideas for this one! Just you wait!

(Wasn't sure if you wanted me to include Marie on that one, but I did just for the complete headcannons, hope you don't mind, anon!)

Enjoy!

Requests open!

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The Coven and Kyle Dealing With Jealousy Issues (Young!Reader, just for the record!)

Cordelia Goode, Fiona Goode, Zoe Benson, Madison Montgomery, Misty Day, Nan, Queenie, Myrtle Snow, Mallory, Marie Laveau and Kyle Spencer!

Cordelia Goode

Cordelia would be upset, of course.

She would let her insecurities get the best of her when she sees you talking to someone else and seeming too intimate with them.

But I don't think she would let the intrusive thoughts win that fight, not this time.

Cordelia doesn't want to seem so possessive. She's not like that, and she knows it would bother you a lot if it was miscalculated.

So, regardless of the situation, she will just leave where she is, walk to you and wrap her arms around your body, pulling you close to her, her eyes analyzing detail by detail of the other person.

"What is so funny?"

She would ask, pretending to be clueless, so she could take control of the situation better.

Internally, though, you can be sure that a few dark curse words and some not-so-friendly spell ideas are going through her mind, without her being able to show it aloud or with gestures.

She would have her arms around you the entire time, keeping you close until the other person understood that you were hers and nobody else's.

And when you guys get back home, she would insist that you cuddle with her to make up for the moment of insecurity and jealousy.

Fiona Goode

THE QUEEN of drama and jealousy.

Honestly, making Fiona jealous is like leaving a predator without prey.

Of course, she takes great care, despite her strong temper, not to seem like she's trying to pull you out of your comfort zone and push you away from the world for her sake.

But no one (nobody at all) goes unnoticed in Fiona Goode's eyes.

She will probably go to great lengths to touch you in the best places, just to tease you and make the person next to you feel uncomfortable enough to leave.

"It's a shame, my dear, but they're taken."

Just imagine her husky voice saying that, right in your face, also to tease you and to make sure she looks wild when she's jealous?

Fiona probably wouldn't let you talk much longer with the person afterward, or say goodbye. She would pull you to where she is and keep looking the whole time to see if the person isn't following you.

And if so, you can be sure that she would throw the person to the wall with no shame and no fear of being in public.

When you guys got home, she'd make a scene, again, to let you off the hook because she's a drama queen.

There would DEFINITELY be make-up sex.

And it would DEFINITELY be the best sex you've ever had in your life.

Zoe Benson

Crying, drama, insecurity and a little bit of fighting.

Zoe is overly afraid of losing you, but not to the point where she won't let you hang out with other people, friends in general.

The problem is that when the person starts to take advantage of the situation, Zoe becomes confused and desperate.

She is quite similar to Cordelia, though, when it comes to handling the scene itself.

Zoe will just cling to you to make sure she's in control and to make sure nothing bad happens.

However, things get worse on the way home, when she is silent throughout the ride.

She will probably lose her mind when justifying herself, letting her insecurity speak louder and expressing in an exaggerated way how important she is to her.

This is troubling because Zoe knows it is.

Anyway, when the fight is over, she will need some time to think and then she would probably come to you again, to apologize.

"I didn't want our relationship to be a threat, but I'm really afraid that you'll leave me for someone better."

She would hug you and then apologize if she sounded too possessive.

You would end up in a good mood, cuddling and thinking of a way to improve your relationship without jealousy that would be harmful to both of you.

Madison Montgomery

If you thought Fiona was the drama queen, wait until you see Madison.

She just can't control herself.

She doesn't want to control herself.

Every time someone comes close to you, she pulls you close to her very willingly and gives that typical killer look to whoever is looking at you two.

Madison is extremely possessive, especially when it comes to you.

Sure, she doesn't go around hitting and cussing people out for no reason (even though she can do that), but just staring Madison Montgomery intimidates a lot of people.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you're mine and nobody else's, (Y\N)?"

She'll find a stupid excuse to fight with you.

And then she'll drag herself out, pouting and apologizing, confessing how horrible she is as a person.

Or she will probably ask you for kisses to fix the situation.

There's make-up sex, but Madison isn't urgent and aggressive, not that part. She just wants to make love to you so you know no one else would top hers.

Misty Day

Misty is oddly bipolar with her jealousy of you.

Some hours, she may seem too possessive and feel the urge to punch someone because she thinks she's too inadequate for you.

But in the others, she handles it generally well, and just gets a little grumpy.

Considering that years of seclusion in the swamp have prevented her from feeling anything serious about anyone, being jealous is a very unusual and weird thing for Misty.

She doesn't know how to handle it well at first, but she learns to control herself. And she doesn't want to hurt anyone, most of all, especially you.

So most of the time, Misty will just slowly walk over, hug you and let you rest on her chest as she kisses your head and turns to the other person with a sweet little smile.

"Excuse me, the conversation must be great, but they already have a girlfriend, I'm sorry."

On the way home, she would insist on being isolated in her corner for a few seconds, and it would take a considerable amount of time to admit that she is genuinely jealous of you.

But overall, having Misty jealous is just as adorable as having her around.

Nan

Nan is not that over the top when it comes to being jealous of you.

I mean, except for the fact that she can control people's minds - and easily can control hers as well - she doesn't show overly jealousy, and maybe isn't even overly jealous.

She knows that you would never betray her like that, nor would you exchange her for anyone without a reason behind it.

But, of course, Nan has her moments of extreme caution.

She first assesses the person, reads their mind to be on the safe side, just to know how to approach them without scaring you off.

If it's someone who is clearly just someone close and significant to you, she'll let it go, take your hand and gently lead you away, apologizing later.

But if she catches some ulterior motive, oh, then that person is probably screwed for life.

"Oh, sorry, I read your mind, I feel something is wrong and I want to secure my territory. (Y\N) is mine and mine alone."

Nan doesn't like to fight with you, and when you have alone time, she just wants to make sure you're comfortable with her and that your relationship is going well.

The two of you cuddling after discussing the relationship and making a decision about Nan's adorable bouts of jealousy.

Queenie

Get ready for the jealous queen.

Honestly, I feel sorry for the person who decided to test Queenie's patience, especially when it comes to you.

She hates to think about the possibility that you would replace her, but it's impossible not to when everyone else has already replaced her.

Queenie is not at all afraid to approach the person and you when they are jealous.

And she'll hug you and kiss you real quick just so the person on the other end understands that you already belong to someone else.

I don't even need to go into detail about her being a voodoo witch, do I?

Of course, Queenie's case isn't as severe as Marie's, but there would definitely be a thought about creating a doll of the person.

Although Queenie knows the limits of voodoo and knows that it would be cruel if you knew she was hurting someone out of jealousy, so she won't even bring it up and will promise to forget about it quickly.

LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of curses. Every one she knows.

"Listen here, pervert, they already have someone, okay? Get the fuck out!"

You wouldn't fight, even though she always ends the day with a hot head.

She just wants you to know that you're important to her, and that nothing and no one in the world could ever break the bond you have.

Myrtle Snow

Myrtle knows how to deal with feelings, but she's not ready to be jealous of someone.

That's why she is confused about this, about her behavior when she notices that you seem quite happy in the company of someone other than her.

Since Myrtle doesn't control her impulses, she will probably approach you and make up an excuse for you to pull away from the other person, without using excuses or justifying yourself, just getting you out of the way.

No, she would never commit any atrocity with the person who was chatting with you. Myrtle Snow promised that she would change that part of her behavior for you and she will keep it until the end.

"I don't understand, (Y\N), I felt strange… seeing you with them…"

"That's jealousy, Myrtle dear", you'd say, laughing and finding that very cute.

Myrtle would certainly ask Cordelia for advice after the first scene of jealousy, for fear that she was feeling something really wrong, or even to cope better without running the risk of pushing you away.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't lose you, Myrtle doesn't mind feeling weird…

Mallory

Mallory wouldn't handle jealousy, that's the answer.

She would feel too awkward to set boundaries with you, and anyway, she would feel awkward approaching someone out of the blue.

But even if she insists on not hurting you, that feeling that something is wrong would haunt her forever. And that's one thing Mallory would never admit.

Then she would be content to approach you very slowly, putting a hand on your shoulder or wrapping your hips around. And look the person on the other end of the conversation straight in the eye.

"Don't you think you've talked enough?"

She won't say it in a possessive way, but she will turn extremely red when she's done, pulling you back and taking you back to where she was before.

The conversation would be calm and sincere, and Mallory would express that she loves you very much and that she just couldn't bear to lose you.

But she knows you love each other too much - and she loves you enough - to just take care of you like no one else ever would.

Marie Laveau

I just wanted to say that anyone who decides to make Marie Laveau jealous is pretty crazy.

She LITERALLY is the Voodoo Queen, what did you expect?

Years of experience to be sure how to handle such a situation.

Marie won't let it go and will immediately talk to the person who is showing ulterior motives towards you (and believe me, she knows very well when a person is or isn't…) "They already have someone, and that someone isn't you, so get the fuck out."

She wouldn't dare call you names or fight you out of jealousy (definitely Marie is someone who thinks it's cheesy to fight out of jealousy and make a scene)

A LOT of make-up sex.

She loves to tease and tease you during sex after a jealous scene like that.

Marie loves to get you flustered, she thinks it's cute and she's even more in love with you when she's done teasing.

No, no chance of having a person's voodoo spread in Marie's quarters.

Or, at least, not that you ever found out about it…

Kyle Spencer

Kyle is usually not jealous.

But it's because he learned that the rare times he did show it, things got highly self-defeating.

He doesn't want to scare you, so now he just walks up to you, pulls you into his strong arms as he looks you up and down, then kisses you on the nose and pulls you out of the way.

He's secretly ashamed that he can't get the words out anymore, which is why he's always quiet when it comes to a scene like this.

Back in the day, before the accident and death, he was out of control and things almost always ended in a beating, and he doesn't want to be that way anymore, not after meeting you.

"(Y\N). Not. Comfortable."

He would whisper to you as he tried to explain to you what happened, and as he watched to see if you were okay.

When you were alone, he would cuddle with you and pet you, just to make sure you weren't mad that he pulled you out of a conversation where you seemed happy.

#lgbt #romance #headcannons #fluff #american horror story #ahs x reader #cordelia goode x reader #cordelia foxx x reader #fiona goode x reader #zoe benson x reader #madison montgomery x reader #misty day x reader #nan x reader #queenie x reader #myrtle snow x reader #mallory x reader #marie laveau x reader #kyle spencer x reader #it took me so long to write this sorry anon #hope it's good for you #almost didn't publish i hate my computer so much

[violet-smokes]

SECRETS; V. HARMON

VIOLET HARMON X F!READER

WARNINGS: not proofread! but that’s it!

WC: 2650

A/N: Requested! i am so unbelievably sorry for how long this took, but it’s finally October which means it’s murder house time!!

SUMMARY: Consoling Violet after she yells at Tate, feelings start to reveal themselves.. but someone isn’t a fan of you two.

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“Go away!”

The sound of a loud scream echoed through the large house, immediately catching your attention. Your feet decided before you as you ran upstairs, instantly recognizing whose voice it was.

“Violet?!” Your voice showed your concern as you sprinted up the stairs, quickly heading towards the girl’s door. The sound of her yell repeated in your head over and over again, playing like a record. It was bone chilling, something you hope to never hear again.

Soft crying was heard inside her room as you turned the corner, seeing Violet stand in the middle of the area. Her arms cradled one another, trying to comfort herself the best she could. Her nails dug into the fabric of her sweater, seeming to break in to the soft material and pierce her skin. Her back was turned to you as she cried, her head down as her soft brown hair fell in front of her face.

“Vi?” You tried to lower your voice as you stepped foot past her door, not wanting to scare her. She didn’t answer as tears kept falling, hugging herself tighter. You noticed that there wasn’t anyone else in the room, that she must’ve been talking to herself. There was no way, you thought.

Once you got close enough, your eyes searched her face. Her eyes were shut tight as her tears dried slightly, her nose was red and the area around her lips seemed swollen. You didn’t know that much about her; you both hung out a couple times, something you could count on your fingers, but you cared enough about her to worry. You still couldn’t understand why you seemed so attached to her. You tried convincing yourself that it might of just been because she was your only friend in a place like this. But as days passed and you started to try and understand, you realized your feelings grew deeper than you had originally thought. But you always listened to her talking about Tate. You weren’t sure who the mystery man was, or anything about him; not even his last name. She would smile and ramble about how sweet he was and that, one time, he painted a rose black for her on Halloween. That pit inside your stomach became apparent that day.

You had feelings for Violet Harmon.

You tried to push those intruding thoughts away as you moved to stand next to her. “Violet?” Before you could finish saying her name, the girl let out a sob and fell into your arms. It took you off balance, but you quickly wrapped your arms around her in response. She was warm, maybe because of the sweater. She felt nice in your arms, something you hoped to feel more of.

Tears stained your shirt as you felt them hit the fabric, Violet’s tight grip on the back grabbing your attention. She clung to you like a lifeline, like she was afraid to lose you. It made you squeeze her tighter against you, trying to ease her worries as you rested your head on top of hers.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you.” Quiet praises left your lips, whispering sweet nothings to the sorrowful girl in your arms. Hiccups and stuttering breaths were recurring as she cried. Her grip never loosens up as she grasps you, not thinking twice about letting you go. As more whispers leave your lips, she starts to calm down and her cries start to stop. The soft delayed breaths were still there, but her tears have dried and her hiccups have ceased.

“I’m sorry.” Violet’s voice was quiet and groggy, but her words were loud in your ears. She was so vulnerable in this situation, it was surprising. The contrast between her usual confident, collected personality and her now powerless, submissive emotions were so drastically different. The sight of her so upset had its own affect on you, but you didn’t let it hurt you as you took the role of her chaperone in this situation.

“You don’t have anything to apologize for, Vi.” You had no clue what the situation was or what had just happened before you walked in, but you knew she needed the reassurance. No matter what she could have done, you would never look down on her. Violet was everything to you, she meant everything. She was all you ever needed.

As more praise leaves your tongue, she started to calm down. She was still tight in your hold since she didn’t let you go. Her breathing started to even out as minutes passed, trying to sync up with yours. One of your hands began to move up, but became hesitant as it reached where it was going. Before you could put too much thought into it, your fingers threaded through her hair gently. She seemed to relax, her once tense body from the crying starting to loosen in your arms.

“Thank you.” The gratitude made you blink, not expecting her words. You nodded slowly, silently replying to her. Your body swayed slightly as you held her, her fingers letting to of the harsh grip it had on your shirt.

More time passed by as you held her, the sky that was once shining in, starting to darken. Instead of the sun, the moon started to show itself inside, reflecting on different surfaces. Once Violet recovers enough, she starts to explain what was going on. You both had ended up sitting down on her bed as she went through everything that had happened in the past few months. It was more than shocking to hear, trying to come to terms with the fact the girl you had a crush on was telling you that she used to have a ghost boyfriend, almost killed several times, figured out her boyfriend was a school shooter and her mother was giving birth to the anti-christ. Oh, and she was dead.

You wanted to call her insane, that this whole ordeal was just crazy. But you knew you couldn’t. You’ve heard every story about the Murder House that went around school or the neighborhood; it was hard to ignore. You never wanted to believe it, given the amount of ghost stories that ventured years and years back could’ve, should’ve been myths. They weren’t. And you truly hated to say that you believed her. Maybe it was just because you were whipped for her, but you’d be lying to yourself if you tried to deny the fact you hadn’t have seen stuff in this house.

When you had originally moved in to the neighborhood, you used to take walks by. It was a while before the Harmon’s had moved in and every day when you were on the way to school, there was always some one standing in the window. He was tall and pale, usually wearing a green and black patterned sweater with bright blonde hair. When you had heard that no one lived there, you thought that people were just playing jokes on you.

As years went by, you used to hear crackling inside the abandoned place. It was almost like someone was smacking small, handheld fire crackers against the ground. It was only heard when you walked on the side of that houses’ sidewalk. You always convinced yourself that you were crazy. No one was ever let inside that house.

When you ended up explaining this to Violet, her body seemed to loosen up. You believed her. You believed her. She was ecstatic that she had someone to talk to that wouldn’t run away screaming. She tried to push away the violent thought of more with you, but it was prodding inside her head. Every time that she used to hang out with you, before she had died, she always found herself wanting more. More than just hang outs. But then she was reminded she was with Tate. She couldn’t be unfaithful, that wasn’t like her. And there was no way she had a crush on her best friend, let alone a girl. She instantly pushed that thought away, but it never seemed to leave.

“I never meant to put all this shit on you, Y/N.” Violet sighed, looking down to her lap. She couldn’t believe she broke and revealed everything that had happened to her and her family over the past couple months to her friend. She flinched when she felt a warm hand envelope hers.

“It’s okay, Violet, I swear. As much as I really wish you were lying, I believe you.” You laugh softly, trying to lighten up the mood. The air was still tense, but it seemed to calm lightly after time. A small curve on Violet’s lips caught your attention quickly, your own smile responding immediately. “I, uh,” You tried to stop before you could start, but it screamed inside your head. The thought wanted out so bad and you knew that eventually it was going to leave. “I really like you, Violet.” It left your lips before your brain could stop you. Was it too soon? What was she going to say? Is she gonna throw you out? Will she ever talk to you again?-

“I really like you, too.” It made you stop breathing and your mouth open slightly. Her words were soft and hushed, but they rang in your ears like a bell that was just hit. “I never wanted to believe it and I thought that it was wrong, but,” She shrugged and looked back and forth between your eyes, not knowing what to say. “But then I was too nervous to leave Tate-“

“Violet.” Your voice stopped her. The last thing you wanted to remind her of was Tate. He ruined her, broke her down until she fell into pieces. If it weren’t for him, she still would’ve been alive. “Don’t worry about him, okay? I’m here now. I’ll always be here.” You hoped your words soothed her as her shoulders seemed to relax. A quick glance at your lips was all you needed from her before you leaned forward and hesitantly pressed your lips against hers. She froze at first, not sure how she should respond. But before you could pull away, she took your upper lip in hers and kissed you deeper. The kiss was soft and sweet, and you sent silent praises to her through the action. She felt comfort through your lips, not being able to get enough of it.

Once you pulled away, she took a deep inhale and her eyes focused on your mouth. “I’ve never kissed a girl before.” Violet’s voice was the same as before, but it grew just slightly louder. It was shy, another thing you weren’t expecting.

You let out a quiet laugh in response, squeezing her hand lightly. “Really? I wouldn’t have guessed.” You teased her with a soft smirk on your face and you noticed the light pink hue on her cheeks. “I’m kidding, Vi! You’re a really good kisser.” You interlocked your fingers with hers, wanting to be closer to her.

She smiled at your words, looking into your eyes with so many emotions, you couldn’t read them all. “I could say the same about you.” An extra curve in her lips made you notice the way she copied your smirk. You laughed softly and leaned forward again, pressing your lips against hers.

The day started off different; the way you had to hold her in your arms and console her. But the end was the best thing you could’ve asked for; the way she kissed you was something you have hoped and wished for.

It was perfect.

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You and Violet have been dating for a couple months now. It was difficult since she couldn’t leave Murder House, but you both made it work.

You’d come over with some snacks, or cards, or even your laptop to listen to some music or watch a show or two as you sat in her bed together. It was sweet and comforting and you loved holding her in your arms or vice versa.

There were times that were weird though. Last week when you were over, you made your way downstairs to grab a drink while Violet was getting a show ready, the glass you picked out was thrown against the floor. You had originally put it on the kitchen island and turned to grab the liter of your choice of drink and jumped when you heard the loud crack of the glass hitting against the floor.

Violet called out for you and Vivian had walked in to make sure you were okay since she knew the relationship between you and her daughter, which you had responded that you were fine and that it must’ve just slipped from your hand.

You knew the amount of ghosts in this house from Violet and she always made sure to tell you where to stay away from and tried to protect you from most. She had told you about Tate, but she wasn’t too worried since she hadn’t seen him since that night where they had screamed at each other. You were on good terms with most of them: Moira, the Harmon’s, Patrick and Chad and Tate’s brother upstairs. Since you never bothered them, it wasn’t hard for them to ignore you.

Another time was when you were over a couple days ago and you and Violet were hanging out in her room, playing with some cards. You both were having a good time, laughing and resting against each other as you accused her of cheating.

“You totally hid a card under the rug!” You laughed, pointing an accusing finger at her. She gawked at you, shaking her head in response.

“No, I didn’t! You’re just upset that I’m winning!” Violet smiles wide as she exclaims. You’ve never seen her so happy before, it made the butterflies in your stomach fly around and your body grow warm in excitement.

“That is not true-!” As you’re ready to teasingly deny her words, there was a loud bang from the other side of the room. Both of your heads snap towards the noise, startled by the sudden sound. “What was that?” You should’ve known better to ask since the vast house was filled with numerous spirits, but you weren’t sure if you’d ever truly get used to it.

You heard her sigh from beside you and watched her jaw tense. “Tate.” The one syllable made you instantly understand her reaction. The butterflies in your stomach burned in response as your eyes searched around for the older boy.

“Is he here?” You asked. You weren’t able to see any of the ghosts unless they let you. Since Violet was apart of that majority, she could see the others easily. She shook her head and looked back down at the cards in her hands. “It’s okay, Vi. I won’t let him hurt you.” You knew she wasn’t worried about that. She was worried about you. But you didn’t need to voice that and neither did she; she knew that you could handle yourself, but she always told you that she’d try to keep you safe from the others, from Tate.

Violet gave you a soft smile and looked from you to her handful of cards, before putting one down. “I won!” She smiled and gave you a smug look. As you tried to look under the rug for a spare card that she must’ve hid, someone stood outside of the door.

Tate watched you both have fun together, envying the way you kissed her and held her. He hated it; he hated someone else being able to do the things he did with her. But he also knew that it he did anything, there was no chance of Violet ever talking to him again.

While Tate was sulking, you and your girlfriend were having the time of your lives. Well, life.

#taissa farmiga #violet harmon x reader #violet harmon #taissa farmiga x reader #ahs murder house #violet harmon style #violet harmon exacts #american horror murder house #ahs #zoe benson x reader #zoe benson

[lanawintersenthusiast]

i want what these mfs had

#kyle spencer #ahs coven #zoe benson #ahs fandom #kyle spencer x reader #romance #WHY NOT ME?? #i want this #ahs #american horror story #zoe benson x reader #*chefs kiss* #oh me oh my #ahs hotel #ahs murder house #ahs asylum #ahs freakshow

[fand0mh03]

Dating different AHS girl headcannons

Hey loves! I thought I would do something different, so here this is! Let me know if you have any requests for any characters and I will try to write them (if I know them lol)

Violet Harmon:

Pre-death:

walking home from school together and sharing ear pods

coming over to help her with chores, homework, ghost problems, or simply because she wanted to see you

your wardrobe = her wardrobe, and vice versa 

she would totally have a tumblr blog and would blog about your relationship 

reading together 

smoking together at the beach late at night 

sneaking out and fucking around

Tate hates you lmao

he despises everything about you

jealous ass hoe

After death:

Violet defending you against Tate and other ghosts- she’d rather have them hate her forever than them ever say a negative word to you

she is polite, so she would knock on your door before entering- though after a while she’d just come in

your room and belongings = her room and belongings

protecting each other against Tate 

she’d wait for you after school to help you with homework, cuddle with you after a long day, or just parallel play in each others company 

reading separate books together, with your head resting on her chest

you two spend time out of the house on halloween

Lana Winters:

you read everything she writes

every little thing

you’re her number one fan, and she is yours

helping her through trauma and nightmares from the asylum 

getting up early with her, and drinking coffee while reading the latest newspaper article she wrote

because of homophobia and the time, you two often spend time together in private places, but sometimes you go out to dinner, claiming you two were “just friends”

just friends my ass

she would switch between the big spoon or little spoon

Zoey Benson:

you two started off being best friends 

you showed her around the academy and didn’t judge her for being new

you understand each other 

you two started growing feelings about a month into knowing each other

you were listening to music at 3 am (due to not being able to sleep). candles were lit and you two were chatting away and learning more about each other. for some unknown reason, you both felt that night changed your relationship in the best way possible

reading together constantly

you two have like your own little book club almost

you’ll lay on her while she reads in bed, while you listen to her heart beat. Or are on your phone 

Maddison Montgomery:

she is your number one supporter 

she hypes you up constantly

“don’t he self conscious, you look better than anyone else in this room” of course she means other than herself

she loves you as much as she loves herself

taking pictures of you constantly 

takes you on surprise dates, or tells you to wear your nicest outfit

she would totally go into your room at 3 am when you’re trying to sleep just to cuddle with you

she will ignore your protests and situate herself beside you and underneath your blankets

her telling you all of the gossip going around town

she’s your best friend, and you hers

Cordelia Goode:

she is so protective over you

a tad bit overprotective 

teaches you magic and how to control your powers

you live with her in the academy 

all the girls love you

except Misty 

Misty doesn’t really like you

Cordelia working in bed with you beside her reading a book

you two are the covens mothers

“Maddison don’t touch Zoe”

“Queenie stop stabbing Maddison”

them going to you for advice 

Cordelia leaning on you and you being the only person she’s able to be herself and talk to

Winter Anderson:

today is the day guys

I’m finally writing for winter 

she tries to keep you out of the cult

you two have matching jewelry such as rings and necklaces 

you also borrow each others jewelry and clothes all the time

she’s so clingy to you- it’s adorable 

watching tv together and making fun of people

people watching and making up back stories for them

watching murder documentaries together under fluffy blankets and drinking hot chocolate 

Taissa Farmiga:

you’re her number one fan

she mentions in interviews and will go on and on about you

everyone thinks you are adorable and makes ship edits of you two

whenever you get bored you read fanfiction about her and laugh 

you made a fan page for her 

she finds out it’s you and laughs so loudly and scrolls on it for hours on end

but you don’t know this of course

she wants to see how long you’re going to keep doing the fan page for

her posting pictures of you two on her social media

going on hikes together

Sarah Paulson:

you randomly screaming her lines from her roles to her, scaring the shit out of her

you constantly scaring her and her playfully getting angry at you

there is quite an age difference between the two of you

everyone simps of you and her together

you’re the otp

everyone loves you two

you two are the couple of Hollywood 

you coming onto talk shows with her

Billie Lourd:

her bringing you flowers 

sharing clothing 

going shopping together and hyping each other up

you have multiple shirts with her face on it 

you binge watching American horror story together and you memorizing her lines

you also beg her to say her lines as she’s saying them on screen

she loves how cute you are

you’re so supportive of her, whenever she’s doing something like on the red carpet or comic con, you’re the loudest one cheering 

she’s also supportive of you and won’t miss anything that you go to, whether it be like games or acting gigs, she’s always there

#Violet Harmon #violet Harmon headcannons #Violet Harmon imagines #violet Harmon x reader #Murder house #ahs murder house #ahs fandom #ahs coven #ahs asylum #ahs fanfic #Lana winters #lana winters headcannons #Lana winter imagines #lana winters x reader #taissa farmiga #taissa farmiga x reader #Zoe benson #zoe benson x reader #Zoe benson imagines #Zoe benson headcannons #Maddison Montgomery #Maddison Montgomery x reader #Maddison Montgomery imagines #Maddison Montgomery headcannons #Emma roberts #emma roberts x reader #Billie lourd #billue lourd x reader #Billie loud imagines #Cordelia goode

[iliveformanyfictionalcharacters]

heyy! could you do a zoe benson x fem!reader where zoe and the reader are crushing on each other, but while reader is calm and collected, zoe gets super shy and flustered around them? reader knows about zoe’s crush( and likes to tease her), so when she finally confesses, reader’s like, “oh yeah, i know.” this just sounded really cute to me!!

thank you!

Blushing Butterflies

Zoe Benson x Reader

Word Count: 1,376

Summary: Zoe and reader have massive crushes on eachother, only Zoe doesn’t realize because of the readers calm nature. 

Warnings: Fluff, Cussing.

 [Name] and Zoe first met, Zoe had been rushing to get to breakfast almost tripping over the stairs on her way down. 

 [Name] had tracked down the witches coven through their grandmother, who just so happened to have gone to the very same ‘school’ as Cordeila Goode's mother, Fiona. Their grandmother had long passed on but through old letters found in the attic of their childhood home, [Name] learned of the powers they displayed as a child. 

 There were letters addressed to different people however after snooping more they found a box full of letters all addressed to the same person. 

 The first one had been fairly normal simply listing out things their grandmother had done throughout the summer. Though by the fifth letter it was clear something strange was happening or rather had happened. 

 Through these letters their grandmother explained to a friend how she had been attending a ‘coven’ and all the things they had learned. From casting spells  to making herbal potions. At first [Name] thought this could have been some weird roleplaying game her grandmother took part in.

 On the 8th letter she began reading about a child. Her grandmother wrote about her grandchild, how happy she was to have them. How even in the early stages of humanity the child exhibited faint passings of powers. 

 Whipping their hand quickly and a stack of books falling over. A flick of their finger and their bottle would float towards them for a few seconds before falling to the ground.  

 And now here they were, still a bit in denial about this whole thing. 

 In fact, they had been so scared of what family secrets they had uncovered that they hadn't even tried to do the same things expressed in the letters. What if it didn't work?

 Or even more terrifying; what if it did?

[Name] stood just at the end of the staircase, a woman named Cordeila Goode had invited them in after hearing the story of what they had found. Cordelia was pulled away quickly though to attend to an emergency, leaving [name] alone. 

 “Fuck, i’m sorry!”

[Name] jumped when a body slammed into theirs, nearly pushing them to the ground before quickly yelling out the apology. 

 Turning they saw a girl with soft features and brown hair, huffing and still trying to collect herself. 

 “No no, it’s fine.” Uncomfortable silence grew for a few seconds.

 “If you don’t mind me asking, who are you?” the girl spoke.

[Name] chuckled slightly, realizing how strange it must be for them to be standing in her home without an explanation.

 “I’m sorry this time, my name is [Name], a woman named Mrs. Cordelia invited me in. Someone pulled her away for an emergency though and I'm not really sure where to go.”

 The girl thought for a moment before responding.

 “Well I was just about to get breakfast, you can come with me. I’m Zoe.” She stuck out her hand.

 “Nice to meet you Zoe.” They said, shaking it lightly. 

 Over the next few months [Name] worked with Cordelia and Zoe to tap into their new found powers, as well as spending their spare time looking into their grandmother more. 

 The letters they found only got stranger and stranger, something about a death in the coven and how she was suspicious of someone. Not once was the name of the person mentioned though. Every night was spent staying up reading them over and over looking through the history books and honestly just trying to understand.

 Zoe stayed up every night too, although her reason was completely different. 

 She couldn't stop thinking about [Name], couldn't stop thinking about their face, their voice, their words. Everything about them entrance Zoe from the very beginning. 

 When she ran into [Name] the first day the first thing she noticed was their beautiful eyes. I mean, how could she not. [Name] was astoundingly amazing. 

 But what started as a superficial crush because of their beauty, has become full love and admiration for everything about them.

 Not that Zoe would ever let [Name] know that. 

 Some nights Zoe would stay up thinking about the embarrassing things she had done in front of them, all because she couldn't keep it together. 

 There's that one time Zoe was trying to help [Name] out with figuring out all their powers, a couple days after they showed up. She wasn't trying to drop her flower vase but before she knew it they were both covered in soil head to toe.

 Thankfully [Name] just laughed it off, making Zoe fall in love with the sound immediately. 

 And that time she choked on her food the first time she saw [Name] dressed up in their best outfit. And-.

 Sleep Zoe, sleep. She thought.

 She hadn't slept properly in a month, ever since she realized she was in love.

 Of course, she had no idea [Name] felt the exact same. 

  “Zoe!” [Name] called from the bottom of the stairs. “I need you, please come here.”

 “Coming!” Zoe called quickly. 

 [Name] smiled knowingly, Zoe always tried her best to make them happy and to be with them. [Name] knew about Zoe’s crush on them, in fact she could see the lovesick look on her face every time she looked up at her, only to find Zoe already looking at them. 

 “What's up?” Zoe asked, coming down the steps just a little too fast.  

 “I need your help in the library. My grandmother mentioned a book I think might be in there. Could you help me find it?”

 “Of course!” Zoe said excitedly. 

[Name] smirked, “Little eager there, just can't wait to be alone with me, huh?” They teased.

 They always said things like that, teasing Zoe ever since they found out about her crush. They found it so cute how her face turned red and she got even more flustered. 

 “Shut up.” Zoe said, it came out as playful though. 

 “Come on, Zo. We've got a book to find.” They grabbed her hand and led her to the house library. 

 “FUCK FUCK FUCK! SHIT!” [Name] yelled as a stack of books fell from the top shelf right on top of their head. 

 The book they were trying to get from the bottom of the stack was in their hand now, although upon further inspection, had nothing to do with what they wanted. 

 “Oh my god! Are you ok? Of course you're not! What should I do? Are you still breathing?�� Zoe had been across the library when she heard the crash, looking over to see about 20 books surrounding [Name]. 

 [Name] just laughed at her dramatics, not realizing that Zoe was serious. 

“[Name] this is not funny! Are you ok?”

They stopped laughing, “Yeah, just have a headache now. Sorry.” 

 “For what?” 

 “Laughing. I thought you were joking. You were being kind of dramatic.”

Zoe muttered something under her breath, [Name] taking this as an opportunity as she smirked. 

 “What'd you say? Are you about to confess your undying love and worry for me Zo?” 

 “Yes..”

What?

 She muttered again, but [Name] heard it. Was this it? Were they about to confess?

 “Zo..What was that?” 

 “I um I- Imkindofinlovewithyou! And it's completely ok that you don't feel the same, it’s just I haven't slept in a month thinking about you and I just have to say it-” She stopped to take a breath. Breathing heavy and eyes full of worry.

 “Zo…”

 “[Name]…” 

 They sighed, “Come here.” [Name] said, outstretching their arms. 

 “What- why?”

 “Come here. Please.”

Zoe sighed, assuming this was a gentle rejection. She did as she was told walking forward until she was pulled into [Names] arms. 

 “I feel the same.” [Name] said. “And I already knew how you felt.” They giggled.

 Zoe looked up at [Name], from their arms. “How? How’d you know?” 

 “I mean, it was pretty obvious. Think about it.”

 Zoe thought. “Well, I got you now. Date?” Zoe asked, making [Name] smile.

 “Of course.” [Name] answered excitedly, making them both smile even wider.

 For the rest of the day [Name] and Zoe sat in silence, looking through the old library only sharing loving looks, who needs words anyway. Especially when you have a mysterious story to unfold and the knowledge that the love of your life is right by your side. 

 Right up until the end.

#american horror story #zoe benson #zoe benson x reader

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i love how i say i have ideas for fics but then i just never write them ✨💅

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#part of masterlist #zoe benson x reader

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Frat boy Kyle Spencer x fem!reader

tags: slight angst, fluffy smut!

warnings: swearing, public sex, mentions of Kyle's abuse (poor baby), handjob, p in v.

summary: frat boy kyle being a sweetheart. that's all i have to say.

character count: 11k.

full fic under the cut ↓

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“I'm not going.” You replied, your voice firm and your eyes fixated on the math book that sat on the library's desk, trying to avoid the gaze-that you knew you couldn't resist-of the boy sitting in front of you. You heard him sigh as his doe eyes desperately tried to meet yours.

“But everyone is going…you can't miss it.” Kyle replied with his soft voice.

“I've never gone to any of those parties…why do you want me to go to this one so badly?” You spoke, with a noticeable hint of frustration in your voice.

“Because it's the end of the semester…something to celebrate. Plus, it's gonna be epic.” He said with a toothy smile plastered on his face.

“No, thanks. You know I don't roll with those frat boys.” You rolled your eyes, your words coming out harsh and spiteful.

“I'm a frat boy.” He said, raising an eyebrow, clearly confused by your statement.

“Yea- but you're…different.” You sighed.

It was true. He was indeed different from the frat boys he was friends with. You and Kyle met in Junior year of high school. You were paired up by your physics teacher, who suggested you could tutor Kyle, that at the time had terrible grades. You two clicked instantly, he was fun and outgoing, and you enjoyed spending time with him. Kyle had grown to be incredibly thankful for your help, in fact, he insisted that you were the one who made him passionate about physics, the subject that he used to despise and that now was his main department in college. Although he could seem like the usual asshole frat boy, Kyle was sweet and caring. You knew it, and no one could’ve made you change your mind on that. He was simply a sweetheart.

“Listen, I know my mates may seem rude or not well-behaved…but trust me, as a leader, I established some rules for them. They won’t act crazy, I promise.” His kind voice brought you back from your thoughts. You sighed, thinking about it.

“Brennan’s hosting the party in his summer mansion…it’s next to the beach- it’s so cool, I swear. I-I’ll take you there! I can pick you up and take you home…” He added, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Please?” He said in an adorable voice, his puppy eyes looking hopeful into yours.

You sighed, you didn’t wanna go, but it was utterly impossible to say no to him.

“Fine.”

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You were touching up your makeup. You were ready for the “big night” Kyle was so excited about. You decided to wear something a bit more revealing, a black minidress, because-okay, you didn’t wanna go- but you couldn’t be annoyed and unfashionable all at once.

While taking a final look in the mirror, you heard a knock on your door. You grabbed your bag and opened the door to see Kyle-in his usual frat sweater-smiling at you. He looked at you up and down, scaring you slightly. What if he didn’t like the dress or how it looked on you?

Fortunately, all your concerns faded once you saw his smile widening.

“Woah…you look beautiful. Seriously…you’re stunning.” He said, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you, he wasn’t used to seeing you like this.

You felt your cheeks heat up at the compliments.

“Thank you…” You gave him an awkward smile and bit your lip.

“Shall we get going?” You suggested, to which he nodded. He took your hand and helped you step down the porch. Kyle led you to his car, and opened the door for you with a cute grin.

The ride was calm, you chit-chatted here and there about random stuff, and you swore you saw him staring at your body a few times. After 15 minutes or so, you eventually arrived at the party. Kyle was right, the mansion was beautiful and it faced the sea. You could see lights and music blasting out of the house. He gave you an excited grin and helped you out of the car, walking with you inside the house. It was overflowing with people laughing, playing games and having fun. As much as it seems hard to believe, you didn’t know anyone of those many people. They had familiar faces, sure, but you couldn’t consider them your actual friends. You sighed and nervously looked at Kyle who, on the other side, was flashing smiles to all his fellow frat brothers and friends. You noticed how comfortable he was in his habitat, and how you envied him for that. He introduced you to many people-whom you couldn’t even remember the names of-that obviously didn’t care much about getting to know you, since they even could’ve sworn you did not go to that college. You were invisible even when the attention was on you, and Kyle clearly didn’t catch that. So when he was dragged by his mates to some kind of game, he told you with a chuckle and a rushed tone

“I-I’ll be right back! Chat with the girls, they’re fun!”

Fun. Right. You didn't mean to sound like an antisocial bitch, but they were everything but fun. You saw them from afar just taking pictures of each other-to show on Instagram how much fun they were pretending to have having-or teasing each other about their crushes. You felt bored, so you sat on a chair, sipping a cup of-what you hoped was-punch and waited for Kyle. Time passed, and he didn’t show up, so you got up and started searching for him. It didn’t take you much to find him. Kyle was on the karaoke stage, singing “Rosanna” by Toto.

“Meetcha all the way! Nananaaaaah…” He “singed” while laughing with his mates.

You were conflicted on what to do now. You didn’t want to be a bummer by clinging to him all night, but you were truly bored and felt lonely. So, you did what you believed was best for everyone, you grabbed your stuff and left. The moment you stepped outside, you were met by an unfamiliar feeling of peace, the view surprising you for its beauty and for being so…empty. It was quiet, the only sound that could be heard were the waves splashing against the sand, no people around. You smiled and made your way to the pier nearby. You sat on it and took your shoes off, allowing your feet to sink in the water.

You didn’t know how much time had passed, but you were brought back to reality when you felt Kyle's voice behind you.

“Here you are! I searched for you everywhere!” He was breathing fast, you believed he had been running while seeking for you.

“I thought I left you a message?” You tilted your head.

“Oh… Sorry. I can’t find my phone. Why are you all alone here? The whole fun is inside!” He replied with a giant boyish smile.

“I like it better here. It’s boring inside.” You turned your face to look at the sea again.

“What? How can you call it boring? There are plenty of games! And people inside-” you cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

“Kyle, I hate to break it to you, but I’m not popular like you. The people inside couldn’t care less about me. I feel less lonely here than in that crowded house.”

He looked at you confused.

“Aw, c’mon…don’t be like this. They’re nice people, you just have to make an effort to try to meet them, and I’m sure you’ll have fun.” You didn’t know why those words started a fire in you.

“They’re not my friends, Kyle. I can’t stand those people, I don’t get along with them. And trust me, I’ve tried to be social and friendly, but you may have to consider the idea that not everyone is like you. You’re easygoing and social, you're a freaking frat boy for fuck’s sake. It’s easy for you to say those things.”

He looked at you, mouth agape at your sudden outburst.

“…why didn’t you just tell me?” He looked at you like a sad puppy for bringing you somewhere that made you uncomfortable.

“And be more of a bummer? No, thanks. They already hate me, I don't wanna be a party pooper as well.” You crossed your arms.

He sat next to you on the pier and his fingers gently grazed your jaw to make you look at him.

“You’re not a bummer to me…a-and I’m sorry about that… I shouldn’t have left you alone. Sorry.”

You wanted to be mad at him, truly, but those cute brown eyes melted your heart in every way possible. You bit your lip as you admired him lovingly. He was so caring and sweet, how did you manage to get this lucky?

“I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable, I- that’s the last thing I’d ever want. You know I care about you… I can’t stand you being mad at me. Please, forgive me?”

You felt your heart tighten at those words. You gave him a slight nod as your eyes travelled down his lips. You wanted to kiss him so badly, and he probably caught onto that, since he slowly leaned in to meet your lips in a sweet kiss. He pulled away slightly, mumbling against your lips.

“Was that okay?” You nodded, and he leaned in again, kissing you once more. This time he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue slip in your mouth and softly swirling it around yours. You let out a breath at how right that felt and how sweet he was being. You pulled him slightly closer and moved your hand to rest on his neck and caress the skin of it. After a bit, you moved your lips to peck his jaw a few times before trailing them down on his neck. Your lips worked sweetly on his skin at first, earning a few sighs from him. As the tension grew, you started sucking his neck, leaving red marks. He groaned and grabbed your waist, you subtly moved your hand down to massage the bulge from his pants. He let out a tiny gasp, and you felt him stiffen, not in a good way. You looked up at him with a confused expression.

“I-I’m sorry…please keep going…” He said with a nervous smile.

“What’s wrong? Did you not like that? It’s okay if you don’t want to…” You gave him a comprehensive look.

“No! I like that… I swear. Just…bad memories.”

“Do you wanna talk about it…?”

“No, I just wanna feel good now.”

You nodded and gave him a gentle peck on his lips before gently undoing his zipper. You ran your fingers over the visible shape of his dick through his underwear, earning a groan from him. You looked at him for consent before gently pulling his boxers down. You blushed as you saw him so vulnerable for the first time. Your fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him slowly. He let out a breathy moan.

“G-god…don’t stop…”

You smiled and started progressively speeding up. After a few minutes, you heard his moans grow louder, and you felt his strong hand gripping your wrist.

“I…wanna do it. Is that okay?”

You nodded, and he sat up to gently remove your dress and everything underneath. He was stunned by your body, staring at you as if you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He helped you lay down, with a massive gentleness, as if you were capable of breaking if handled too roughly. He hovered on top of you, caressing your face as he lined up your entrance with his dick.

“This okay?” He muttered under his breath, to which you answered with a nod. He gently pushed into you, allowing you to adjust to the new feeling. He groaned when he pushed himself all the way in. He held your hand sweetly.

“Can I start moving?”

“Mhm…”

He slowly started thrusting in you, earning moans from you both. He gripped your hand tighter as he felt how your walls clenched around him. When he felt like you were ready, he started going faster, gripping your hand tightly and kissing you repeatedly through the whole thing. You could've sworn you were seeing stars when he started hitting your G-spot with his tip. Soon enough, your moans got louder and you felt yourself coming on his dick. He tried his best to contain his moans and as soon as you finished he pulled out to come on your tummy. He collapsed onto you, pecking your face repeatedly.

“I love you…” He mumbled.

After some time had passed, he got up and cleaned you with the salty water, giggling like a teen boy receiving his first kiss. When he helped you gain your-and his-decency again, he got up, throwing an arm around you and walking happily towards his car.

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a/n: I love Kyle he's so babygirllll. also look at the cute picture i found on pinterest (the one under the title) that boy looks so much like kyle. got me screaming when I saw it. Anywaysssssss. I might post a part 2 of this with frankenkyle, but I gotta finish Peter fics first (spoiler). Let me know if you like it💕💕

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[sawyerconfort]

the coven (+ marie and kyle) realizing they must be in love with you would include...

Officially back and so ready to write for our coven!

To celebrate that I'm reopening requests, I decided to give you some headcannons. They've been running through my head for a while and I thought I should post them ASAP!

Hope you like it!

Anyway, enjoy!

Orders are officially reopened, but please take it easy! I don't want to leave anyone without posts around here!

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The Coven and Their Allies Realizing They're Must Be In Love With You (Young!Reader, just for the record!)

Cordelia Goode, Fiona Goode, Zoe Benson, Madison Montgomery, Misty Day, Nan, Queenie, Myrtle Snow, Mallory, Marie Laveau and Kyle Spencer!

Cordelia Goode

Ok, we know that Delia went through a lot before getting here and that her self-esteem is not the best…

Regardless if it's as Supreme or before that, Delia never felt enough for anyone to love her and definitely avoided falling in love.

Maybe after Hank, things got worse in that regard.

But there, in the middle of her path, there was you.

Cordelia tensed as she realized that she was liking you more than a friend.

She didn't want Fiona to know (if she was still alive), so she just kept it a secret.

Okay, maybe Myrtle would have been the first person to know that she was in love with someone again, but she was the exception.

And Cordelia had to process all that on her own for a long time before she got up the courage to talk to you.

It started with just an exchange of ideas, a casual conversation that happened out of the blue when she approached you somewhere you guys went together.

Cordelia even offered to buy you drinks from time to time, a way of signing that there was something more and a way to at least be helpful and content.

(Of course it wasn't out of the blue, Cordelia kind of calculated her steps (not in an obsessive way) so she could get to you without stuttering…)

Delia won you over little by little, and your conversations gave her the confidence to keep going ever since.

Until the day she thought she couldn't keep it all to herself anymore.

"I'll be honest, I don't think I've ever felt anything like this for anyone before, but the truth is, I'm in love with you, (Y\N)… And, you know, it's okay if you don't love me back."

Secretly, she wanted you to reciprocate.

And well, actually, you reciprocated because who wouldn't fall in love with Cordelia Goode, right?

Fiona Goode

Let's start with the fact that you destabilize Fiona's entire pose the moment she first lays eyes on you.

And has been doing so ever since.

Falling in love has never been a problem for Fiona, she has done it countless times, and every time her loves have yielded incredible things for her.

But with you, it's different, and feeling it knocked her out at first.

Like, she's the queen of self-centeredness, and all of a sudden, she starts caring more about someone else than herself…

Nobody, nobody at all, would know that Fiona Goode is in love.

Oh yeah, and then there's the age thing, which she found a little humiliating at first, especially when she realized it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Of course, she had to make the first move.

And it would happen at a time when you're alone, at the bar, probably ordering a drink (similar to Cordelia's).

The difference is that Fiona wouldn't waste any time.

So, you can expect anything, anything, from her.

Endless flirting to make you blush.

And she always cracks that smile when she succeeds.

She will probably strike up a conversation, trying to find out what your tastes are, and use that to her advantage in an attempt to win you over.

Apart from the irresistible charm, which she uses even involuntarily.

Not to mention that once she got more intimate with you, she would brag about being the Supreme and most powerful witch ever.

"Would you ever consider dating someone older, (Y\N), like, casually?"

Zoe Benson

I believe Zoe (just like Luke) would be the most normal person to fall in love with, and handle it better than other girls.

Like, of course, she has the issue of her power and the like.

But I don't think she would consider that, especially after getting used to being a witch and having control of her powers.

Not that there wasn't that care and concern for her safety either, because the moment she realized everything, she wouldn't want to lose you.

I think she would also be like Cordelia and would need some more time to gain confidence in herself to confess her feelings for you.

Still, you can expect a few notes in the most unusual places you should find them, written by her.

Some were references to poems, others were song lyrics. Zoe would use that feature to be able to declare herself to you without having to use her words.

A few subtle flirtations when you met casually, whether it was on purpose or not.

Zoe is incredibly distracted when she is in love with someone.

And that would yield great content for Madison, who would be the first to find out about her coven mate's new love.

In a pre-Apocalypse era, Cordelia would have been your confidant.

And if it happened after that, Zoe would find a way to handle it all on her own too.

Either way, Zoe wants you to be sure that being with her is completely safe, despite the troubled life she leads.

"I think I'm in love with you, (Y\N). I'm serious."

Madison Montgomery

(anon who asked me a while ago about madison falling in love and being a complete mess, this one's for you!)

I don't think I need to comment on how frustrated Madison would be to fall seriously in love.

She doesn't give in that easily to anyone, but with you it's strangely different.

You can expect a softer side of her to come out over the days.

Not that her bitch side didn't prevail, of course, but you get the point.

Madison has a huge difficulty with words, and she secretly doesn't want you to know that it's because she has self-esteem and emotional issues.

Usually, when she stutters to talk to you, Madison pretends it was just a random distraction, with something passing by that caught her attention.

And you know the truth, but you think it's cute when she doesn't admit it, so you just let it go.

When she decides to tease you for fear of showing too much weakness and showing her feelings, it gets hot…

Like, when her bitch persona takes over, you can expect the dirtiest flirting, with her claiming with all the certainty in the world that she's going to win you over, no matter what.

But the thing that always gives away how much Madison fell in love with you is her jealousy flare-ups.

If you're relatively close and hang out together, she'll get used to other people talking to you.

But if you start a friendship for now, you can expect that seeing another person too close to you would give her a nervous breakdown.

Another one of the cute things Madison in love would bring you.

Given time, she would open up to you, no dirty jokes, no malicious intent, just pure, genuine feelings.

"Fuck, (Y\N), I swear to God I'm going to regret this, but I need to tell you that I'm in love with you, and this time I mean it."

Misty Day

There is no more lovable person while in love than Misty Day.

(Okay, my favoritism plays a big part, but honestly, I can't imagine anything else happening on Misty's part.)

It's very likely that this is her first time falling in love with someone, and it leaves her literally in a panic for days…

She's always done pretty well on her own, but after she got to know you, she realized that company might not be such a bad idea.

But she's a little scared to get close to you, scared that you'll somehow abandon her.

So things would start out slow, with Misty approaching you, making conversation and hoping to get to know you better after that.

You would expect her to get very carried away talking about the things she likes (aka Stevie Nicks, swamps and flowers).

And you can hope that would be the cutest thing to witness.

Speaking of flowers, she would take you to see the Miss Robichaux Academy greenhouse, in an attempt to get even closer.

And then she would make a point of introducing you to her favorite songs.

If it happens at a time when she's already tested the Seven Wonders, Misty would make a point of playing with a few of them to see if you're more easily impressed.

Misty is exceptionally clumsy when it comes to being in your presence.

Like, at the ultimate level, literally, she's a mess whenever she sees you, her nervousness, wondering if she's doing everything right.

And Cordelia would be responsible for calming her down when needed (and giving her advice on the best ways to get to you.)

"So, (Y\N), I think… I think I like you. Like, a lot. In fact, I think I'm in love with you, that's it."

Nan

Nan is too confident about her feelings to talk to you.

So honestly when she realizes she's in love it's not a problem.

She's just a little in doubt if it's really what she wants, and if you won't be amazed at the things she can offer.

Nan realizes that falling in love is harder than she thought, so whenever she can, she enlists the help of the other girls.

Madison would certainly tell her to confess her feelings at once and don't give a shit.

But Zoe would certainly be keen to give the best advice.

As it turns out, Nan has her own ways of dealing with these kinds of feelings, and again, once she really does gain confidence, she'll come after you without any help.

Little gifts and a few words of affirmation are all it takes for Nan to demonstrate how in love she is with you.

She's occasionally showing off her gift of clairvoyance, just to impress you and make sure it's not a problem.

"Okay, this is incredibly unexpected, but I'm having a vision about us… and that means I love you beyond friendship, (Y\N)."

Queenie

Queenie would probably be a person who would easily give in to feelings.

Not that being in love wasn't a shock to her, because it would freak her out that anyone actually cared about her for who she really is, even if she was a complete mess.

But once she was sure how she felt about you, she would go to great lengths to let you know.

She's completely honest, so whatever she has to say, she'll say it to your face, of course, as softly as possible, but directly.

Queenie is the type of person who, in front of others, would pretend to hate clichés.

But she would do them all for you, from little notes to sweets to a cliché date in the moonlight to flowers, anyway…

Now, if you wouldn't mind knowing, Queenie would die and kill for you (after all, that's what voodoo skills are for, right?).

She wouldn't think twice about confronting someone who was harming you, even if it meant hurting the person physically.

"I'm sorry, but I had to. I love you, (Y\N)."

And at the end of the day, she's just being honest and looking out for you.

Myrtle Snow

Complete madness, that's what it would be like when Myrtle Snow fell in love with you.

She may appear calm in front of others, but would secretly freak out when she realizes she's into you.

Unlike Fiona, she probably wouldn't deal well with the idea of the age gap at first.

But Myrtle would get used to it and see how insignificant it is when she realizes that her company is good for her.

Like, it's the first time Myrtle has been able to feel truly happy, not being in Fiona's shadow or the Council itself.

And she would certainly go against several Council laws for you.

But there would be the weird part of it, the crazy things you would be exposed to, being with Myrtle.

Of course, at first her ideas were completely crazy, but you learned to like it and get used to it.

To help, now you make her think twice before trying to gouge someone's eye out or making an impulsive decision.

Countless trips to Balenciaga now and then, the only place Myrtle and you would feel safe being yourself.

"(Y\N), honey, I think I like you more than I should. I think I definitely love you, in a romantic and sexual way."

Mallory

The biggest cliché of two teenagers falling in love could possibly happen between you.

Mallory is the most devoted and romantic person you could ever meet.

She's shy about admitting her feelings for you at first, but she'll learn the best way to say it without being too direct and scaring you off.

Coco basically being your cupid.

Mallory would hand you little presents from time to time, and when she noticed you had a bad day, she would do anything to cheer you up.

Very cute scenes of jealousy would happen even before she confessed her feelings.

Just like Misty, she would use her knowledge of the Seven Wonders and other powers to impress you.

And maybe, combined with her angelic beauty, it would work.

"I love you, (Y\N). More than a friend. More than I've loved anyone in my entire life."

Marie Laveau

Marie is tough and keeps everything a big mystery.

But she wouldn't be initially surprised to be in love with you no matter what.

I mean, she doesn't have to worry about love lives anymore after she supposedly got the woman she once ruined with her romances.

Without Delphine, Marie would become someone much more open and secure about her feelings.

And she would let you figure it out for yourself what was going on, though, because she was still afraid to express herself out loud.

She would make a point of keeping you safe from her enemies.

And I think Marie would be the perfect companion to learn how to survive in an increasingly cruel and evil world.

After all, three centuries of existence had to indicate something, right?

"The thing is, I think you're hot, (Y\N), and what do we do now?"

Kyle Spencer

Kyle is the smol bean we all deserve.

If it happened before the accident and before he was magically turned into a frankenstein, he would do anything to get at you in the best possible way.

But if it happened before, he would probably also be brave enough to take the first step and surprise you with the most infamous pick up lines.

If it happened later, Kyle would be afraid to scare you with brutality as an enemy.

But he would be surprised when he realized that the love he felt for you kept him from hurting you in any way.

Small gestures that would show how much he loves you, secretly, without having to use words.

Kyle would still remember a little bit of his life before the accident, so as time went on, he would become frustrated with not being able to talk to you about how he felt.

And I think he would make an effort to learn to speak again if it meant that it would bring you closer.

"I. Love. You. (Y\N)."

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[violet-smokes]

Hi!! Would you be able to do some Violet x fem reader hcs? Nobody writes for her anymore 😭

omg ofc - and ikr! i wish we had more vi/taissa love on this app 😭

Violet Harmon x F!Reader

Warnings: not smut, but mentions of it - i’ve never made hc’s before so im excited!

a/n: if anyone didn’t know, i mentioned morrissey and carina round bc vi mentions morrissey in one of the eps and she has carina playing at some point as well! - for the person that requested, i hope this is what you wanted! if you want me to redo something, lmk!! 🫶🏻

Summary: headcannons!

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Pre-Death:

You had first seen her when you were walking down the halls of your school. She had a pretty red dress on and a brown hat with an almost dead cigarette smushed between her pointer and middle finger.

She ended up catching you staring and confronted you with an angry tone, but you quickly defended yourself and told her that you thought she was pretty.

Violet was taken aback at first, not expecting to hear that coming from a stranger at her new school. Especially with the interaction she had earlier with that one girl.

Eventually, you both started to eat lunch together and one day she invited you over to her house. When you figured out she lived in Murder House you were intrigued, already aware of the chatter and rumors that made up the place.

Months go by, and you both were best friends. It was hard to keep your feelings bottled whenever she rambled about this Tate guy, but you suffered through it nonetheless.

When she had finally stopped talking about the ghost, you had noticed. She didn’t confront the subject, but you always had to hide the smile on your face when she didn’t say his name.

Normal hangouts started to get more intimate when she had revealed that she was inexperienced and you, so dumbly, blurted out that you could help her.

From then on, friendly visits to her house turned into quiet make-outs in her room and heavy breathing mixed with murmured words filling up the space.

It had been awhile before you had actually mentioned what was going on and what you two were. Violet had been nervous, something you weren’t used to seeing. She confessed her feelings towards you and vice versa.

From then on, you both carried out a relationship without the knowledge of anyone else. At least that’s what you both thought.

But Vivien always caught the way your eyes would sparkle and the way you grew shy around her daughter.

She thought it was cute.

Post-Death:

After Violet’s death (when she had confessed to being dead), you were in shock. For awhile.

It’s not like your girlfriend telling you she died was a normal thing.

It was really hard to wrap your head around the idea of her not being able to leave the grounds of Murder House, but after a bit (a long time), you started to understand why.

Violet explained to you about all of the other ghosts in the vast house, adding to your shock at the time. It was crazy to think that the girl you’ve been kissing and hugging has her rotting corpse hiding somewhere in the house.

From then on, you practically lived there.

You’d bring over clothes and other necessities, as if it were a sleepover, but majority of the things you brought over would stay at her place and never make it back to yours. She always claimed that whatever was yours was hers and vice versa. (She loved seeing you wear her dresses, even if it wasn’t your style.)

You’d have little romantic date nights in her room and would listen to Morrissey or Carina Round in the background as you both would read or draw together. It usually ended up with you sleeping on each other or with your clothes somewhere on the floor..

As much as Violet hated to acknowledge him, Tate would some times watch you both.

He always had a predatory look in his eyes when he noticed you hanging around in the brunette’s room, but he’s yet to make an appearance to you. Vi hoped it would stay that way.

Vivien and Ben welcomed you with open arms whenever you would come over and the other ghosts that roamed the house would only occasionally show themselves to you. It’s not like they really cared about Violet’s girlfriend.

In the end, you and your ghost girlfriend stayed together through thick and thin!.. and Tate..

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i want her poosay powers ngl

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[redroses07]

F**k It I Love You /// Michael Langdon

Michael Langdon x Fem!reader

Summary: Reader is a witch, but her and Michael seem to have a special connection. So what happens when her coven has to oversee Michael taking the test of The Seven Wonders. Will she stay loyal to her coven, or herself?

CW: Swearing, Kissing, Alludes to smut, Sexual themes, some violence.

WC: 3.2k

A/N: Hey guys!!! My first full fic after my year long disappearance!!! I really like this and I'm super excited to post it! I'll definitely make a part two if this does good, or upon request. With perhaps smut? Anyways I hope everyone is doing well!! Love y'all and as always, enjoy! ♡⋆˙

You sit in your lonely, over sized room at Miss Robichaux's academy, awaiting this afternoon's daunting task. You and the rest of the witches on the council, including Zoe, Myrtle, and Cordelia, were to visit Hawthorne school for young warlocks.

It was a place where none of the witches, including you, enjoyed visiting. Mostly due to the crude and pompous attitude of the warlocks towards you and your sisters.

It's not your fault that warlocks were naturally inferior to witches. Come to think of it you had never met a warlock who was so much as tolerable. Well...that is until a few months ago.

This particular visit to Hawthorne was something no witch, or warlock for that matter, had ever thought would come to pass.

For the first time ever, the test of the Seven Wonders will be performed on a warlock. A young man named Michael Langdon.

From the beginning Cordelia, your coven's supreme, had refused to perform this test deeming that it would be suicide. That was until Michael brought two witches, Queenie and Madison, back from the dead.

While this changed her mind, it also raised her concerns about Michael.

Cordelia had called a meeting with you and the rest of the council prior to your departure. She had described a darkness in Michael, one she had never seen in someone before. She described his energy as almost inhuman, something otherworldly.

"I am warning you all, proceed with caution." Cordelia had said.

While you smiled and agreed like you had been made to do, you had other thoughts on your mind.

You had connected with Michael from the moment you first met him, and in a way you had never experienced with another. Your fellow witches had been standoffish and dismissive to him, most likely feeling threatened by his power, you didn't feel the need.

He seemed to feel comfortable around you from the beginning. You didn't know if it was because you were the only witch who cared enough to treat him like a human being, or if there were other reasons. Despite that, conversation with Michael came easy, and the more interactions the two of you had the closer you became.

What was originally a simple act of kindness turned into prolonged eye contact and uncontrollable eye contact. The increasingly frequent visits to Hawthorne began to feel less like a punishment and more like a reward.

No matter, your sisters came first, which meant you had to push your growing emotions away.

Under any other circumstance you would be excited to see your friend, but the Seven Wonders weren't just any other event. Especially after Cordelia's warning, so unfortunately today was going to be stressful no matter what.

"Hurry up everyone, time to go!" you heard Cordelia call, annoyance in her voice.

You jumped up, not wanting to anger her further, fixed your hat, and headed down the stairs.

You, Cordelia, Zoe, and Myrtle all gathered in a circle in order to transmutate to Hawthorne collectively. Queenie and Madison also joined you, Madison wearing her iconic scowl.

You stood next to Zoe, your favorite among the council. Not that you disliked the other witches...but Myrtle was a little batty and Cordelia was well...Cordelia.

"Prepare yourselves sisters." Cordelia said softly, a serious look on her face.

Next thing you knew, your group was standing outside the strange structure that was Hawthorne School for Exceptional Young Men.

The six of you walked in, all trailing behind Cordelia.

You passed through the dark corridors, trying to hide the fact that you hoped Michael would appear around the corner.

When you and your magical companions made it to the room where the testing would take place you were greeted by warlock Ariel Augustus.

Out of all the warlocks you despised he was by far the worst, there was just something so off-putting about him. Yet you still shook his hand and gave him a half-hearted smile.

You gave the room a quick glance, looking for Michael.

"And when will Michael be joining us?" You asked Ariel.

"I would like to get this over as quickly as possible" You add, in an effort to seem disinterested.

Ariel looks at you with a sour face before looking over your shoulder towards the door.

"Well, it looks like you've got your wish because here comes the young warlock now." Ariel replies with distaste.

You turn around, and are faced with Michael's golden locks and icy blue eyes. He's wearing his usual, a long black cloak over his school uniform, yet he somehow manages to make the basic outfit look better than ever.

"Hello Michael." You say formally, keeping your serious composure. All while the two of you exchange a playful look, agreeing that these formalities are ridiculous.

Michael greeted you and the two of you drifted off to the far side of the room where you pretended to make small talk.

"God, this is so stressful." Michael says to you, breathing out a frustrated sigh.

Around others Michael had the tendency to put on a show, but never for you. With you, he was free of judgement.

"It'll be okay, just trust your instincts. You've got this." If Cordelia knew you were giving Michael advice you would surely be punished, but she doesn't need to know.

Michael shifted on his feet and looked at the ground, failing at hiding the blush creeping up his pale cheeks.

You almost reached out to give him a hug of reassurance but then remembered the others in the room. If you were being honest with yourself you really did have feelings for him, although reality told you that would never work out.

"Can we all just shut up and get on with this shit." Madison announced with an eye roll.

It was never a dull moment with her around.

"Yes, yes." Myrtle said.

Everyone took a seat as Cordelia began to explain the rules of the seven wonders.

You and Michael stood near each other behind a couch.

You figured since your lower bodies were hidden from the others it would be safe to reach out and squeeze his hand for reassurance.

You slowly put Michael's hand in yours and ran your fingers across his knuckles. His palms were sweaty. You truly believed you were the only one who sympathized with him on this, and you were glad you could give him that.

You and Michael made eye contact and exchanged a look of longing.

You broke the eye contact to look at Zoe who was giving you a look as if to say "stop what you're doing." She knew, of course she knew. Zoe was your best friend, of course she could tell when you liked a boy. Even if the circumstances were far more dire than your average high school romance.

You drop Michael's hand but he reaches back over and pulls it back, signaling "stay"

You sigh, what on earth were you getting yourself into.

"Okay, now if the rules are understood, we may begin." Cordelia announced, while scanning the room.

No one objected, and Ariel motioned for you all to follow him.

You felt the warmth of Michael's hand leaving you, and you were released from your own thoughts. You looked over at him to see him slowly walking towards the exit.

"Come on," Michael called back to you giving you a half-hearted smile.

You hurriedly caught up with him and the rest of the group, although the both of you remained at the end of the pack.

Ariel led you down a series of dark corridors. They all looked the same, and you began to lose count of the amount of turns you had taken.

Good luck getting out of here if you needed to make a break for it, you thought to yourself.

When you finally reached your destination, everyone gathered in the center of the large room. It looked just like every other room at Hawthorne, drab and dungeon-like. The only difference here was that it was larger and relatively empty.

Cordelia stood in the center of the room, a stern expression on her face.

"The first of the seven wonders, Telekinesis." She pointed to Michael, calling for him to join her in the center of the room.

You watched him as he walked towards her. He did almost too good of a job at hiding his nerves, walking with such effortless grace. You were almost envious.

Michael pointed to a candle hanging on the wall along the far side of the room. The candle quickly floated into his grasp.

The warlocks applauded, looking thrilled with his performance.

Telekinesis was the easiest of the seven wonders, and one any basic witch or warlock could easily achieve. So, naturally you and your fellow witches remained unimpressed.

"Next is Concilium, or mind control." Cordelia explained, gesturing for Michael to begin.

Michael also demonstrated this with ease, making Zoe and Madison perform a dance before everyone's eyes.

The next four Seven Wonders, Transmutation, Divination, Pyrokinesis, and Vitalum Vitalus, were all demonstrated by Michael perfectly. Even better than yourself you had to admit, which was odd considering how inexperienced he was.

The further the test progressed, the more concerned the members of your coven looked. You were torn, as you usually were when it came to Michael. Part of you shared your coven's concerns, after all, a male supreme would change the course of all of your lives. The rational part of you did not ever want to see a world where the powers of a warlock surpassed yours. Yet another part of you, the part that cared for Michael, wanted him to succeed despite all other factors.

Although the hardest test of the Seven Wonders, Descensum, had yet to be tested. And you knew Cordelia wouldn't let Michael get off without adding a catch.

"Today, I'm not asking you to perform this wonder...I am asking you to conquer it." Just as you had expected, Cordelia was going to twist the rules.

Cordelia proceeded to ask Michael to retrieve the long lost Misty Day from the underworld, where she was banished after being unable to achieve the seventh wonder.

You glanced over at Michael, who stared Cordelia dead in the eye. You weren't surprised that he looked unfazed, he had in fact done this before when he brought Madison back from the dead.

Despite that, the warlocks were outraged, arguing with Cordelia about the task's unfairness.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Michael said calmly and definitively, shutting everyone up.

You gave Michael a concerned look, which he combated with a soft smile.

Michael laid down on the floor, getting in the position needed for the task. He began reciting the spell, which was a jumble of Latin words.

Michael then fell into a deep trance, signaling that the process of Descensum had begun.

Now all that was left to do was to wait.

You walked to the back of the room and sat in a chair next to Zoe and Queenie. You tapped your foot on the floor nervously, your heel making a repetitive clicking noise.

You waited in silence for about ten minutes, your eyes glued to Michael just in case.

"My god how long is this supposed to take, some people have things to do." Madison huffed, and as if on cue Michael shot up into a sitting position.

You, along with everyone else, rushed forward in anticipation.

"Where's Misty?" Cordelia demanded angrily.

Michael said nothing. He stared blankly at the wall, breathing heavily.

Before you could stop yourself you leaned down to check if he was okay, but just as you placed your hand on his shoulder someone's tight grip pulled you back.

"Watch out!" Zoe yelled, as she yanked you towards her.

You stumbled over your feet, nearly losing your balance. You looked below you and your eyes widened at what you saw.

Misty had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and right where you had been only moments before.

You were in shock, and apparently so was Cordelia.

She dropped to the ground and pulled Misty into a tight hug, tears falling from her face.

You looked over at Michael, who staggered back towards a table in the corner of the room. He looked exhausted, and you fought the urge to ask him if he was okay.

Your focus shifted when you heard Misty call your name.

The curly haired woman gave you a long teary eyed hug, and you only now realized how much you had missed her. You made a mental note to thank Michael for this reunion later.

"Cordelia!" Queenie yelled, and once again you were forced to shift your attention.

Cordelia was hunched over, blood running down her nose. She looked weak, like she had after seeing Queenie and Madison return.

"What's happening?" Madison shouted.

"What happens every time a new supreme rises, the old one begins to fade." One of the warlocks said proudly.

"You're a pathetic pompous ass!" Myrtle spat, pulling Cordelia close to her.

You followed her example and stepped closer to your supreme, putting your hand on her shoulder in reassurance.

"There is no denying it...Michael is the new supreme." Cordelia huffed before nearly collapsing to the floor.

You gasped, scrambling to help her back to her feet. Once Cordelia was stable again Myrtle and Misty carried her to a private room to help her recover.

"Well...I guess we will reconvene later." Ariel announced to the rooms remaining occupants.

As everyone began to file out of the room you saw Michael head in your direction. You began walking over to meet him when Zoe grabbed onto your arm once more.

She pulled you in the opposite direction and loudly announced, "Can I talk to you for a moment."

Before you had time to object she had pulled you out of the room and down one of the many dark corridors.

"Zoe is everything o-" She cut you off.

"Do you know how dangerous what you're doing is?" Zoe scolded.

Your stomach dropped.

"What do you mean..." you replied, acting clueless.

Zoe sighed in frustration.

'I'm your best friend, you think I don't see how you two look at each other?"

Dammit. Was it that obvious?

"Zoe, I know it's wrong. I know the coven will disapprove. I'm sorry. I'll make it go away, I promise." You sounded defeated.

Zoe pursed her lips. "Listen, I'm not saying you have to stop. I'm just saying be better at hiding it. Cause you know what will happen if Cordelia finds out."

You sighed, she was right. Cordelia would be furious if she knew, especially since she was already so suspicious of Michael. It would likely even be grounds for being burned at the stake.

"I'm just saying be careful is all, but other than that my lips are sealed." Zoe said.

You nodded in agreement and smiled at your friend.

"Be safe." Zoe hugged you quickly before walking off to go check on Cordelia.

You turned on your heel and walked down the hall, a long sigh escaping your lips.

As you turned the corner you felt someone's strong grip pull you down a darkened hall.

"What the hell-"

You looked up to see Michael looming above you.

"Jesus, Michael you scared me." You gasped, hand on your fast beating heart.

"I heard everything, everything Zoe said to you." Michael said, his piercing blue eyes burning into yours.

Your heart dropped into the pit of your stomach.

"Michael. She's right you know. I mean my coven hates you, what would they think?" You explained.

"Shhhh.." Michael whispered as he brought his index finger to your lips.

"I don't care, what we have is more important."

"Don't you agree?"

Michael took your hands in his and brought them to his chest. He looked at you in a pleading, almost desperate way.

"Michael, I-" You said unsure of your actions. You knew the consequences of betraying your coven, but were you ready to embrace them? you didn't know.

"Please..." Michael stammered.

You felt his hot breath against your already warm skin. The strong scent of his cologne filled your nostrils. everything about him was irresistible, it was all just too much.

"I can't wait any longer. I need this, I need you." Michael said.

That was it for you.

"Oh just fuck it." You said before pressing your lips harshly to his.

You pulled Michael down by the front of his shirt to better adjust to his height.

The kiss was short lived, but that didn't stop you from wanting more.

Thankfully Michael felt the same because he reached for the nearest door and opened it, pulling you inside.

He kissed you sloppily and hungrily as he yanked you through the doorway. He slammed the door behind you while continuing to kiss you.

"Is this a closet?" You asked, looking around at the small space.

"I believe so..." Michael replied, smiling at you.

You laughed and kissed him again.

Michael pushed you into the corner while kissing you slowly. He bit down on your lip, drawing a significant amount of blood. You let out a soft moan as Michael sucked at the small wound.

Michael broke the kiss and gazed at you lovingly.

"God you're so beautiful."

You smiled, trying to hide your flustered reaction. He made your heart do back flips.

Michael kissed you on the cheek, then your lips again.

"Everyone's probably looking for me, I can't be gone too long. After all I am the supreme now." Michael said with a smirk.

"Just a few more minutes please." You whined, pulling him into you.

'Well, I guess I can make time for you." Michael kissed you harshly as if this was the last chance he'd ever get to.

His hand snaked down your back and stopped to tightly wrap around your waist. You couldn't hear anything except heavy breathing from the both of you.

You reached up, lacing your fingers through Michael's hair. You pulled at the long blonde locks.

Michael put his hands under your thighs and hoisted you up around his waist. This gave his easier access to your neck and chest, which he began pressing desperate kisses to.

Michael nipped and sucked at your neck and parts of your slightly exposed chest. Only then did you feel something poking you beneath where your legs were wrapped around Michael's waist.

"Well someone's excited." You stated.

"What can I say?" Michael laughed softly.

You smiled, rolling your eyes at his sarcasm.

"Want me to take care of that for you?"

Michael's face turned red, clearly embarrassed. As much as he tried to hide behind his 'bad boy' persona, he truly was just an awkward guy.

"As much as I'd love that it'll have to be another time. Unfortunately I have more important things to take care of." Michael sighed.

You frowned, disappointed. He was right.

"How about this. Tomorrow night we meet, and we can finish what we started." Michael inquired, tracing his finger across your jawline.

You smiled,

"That works for me."

On that note you and Michael exited the cramped closet. But before stepping out into the hall Michael pulled you in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around you lovingly, and you sank into his touch.

"I love you." Michael whispered so quietly you could barely hear him.

"I love you too." You replied with no hesitation.

Michael kissed you on the forehead before stepping out into the hall.

"Till tomorrow, my love." Were his parting words as Michael disappeared around the corner.

You laughed to yourself, what an adventure this was going to be.

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[violet1737]

My wife guys🥰🫶

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[drowningyoursorrow]

(THEY LONG TO BE) CLOSE TO YOU

kyle spencer x gn! Reader

You were new to being in the coven and most often kept your distance from the rest, excluding Violet. So when she brings back a zombie-like boy back from wherever he came from, you were appalled. Everyone eventually had to watch over him and his wellbeing like some baby. You stayed away from him, until you couldn't anymore.

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THE WITCHES had something to attend to, and you didn't want to partake, earlier you had to go over the limit with your powers. Still exhausted and worn out, Cordelia decided that it would be best if you rest. You were a bit ashamed of how weak you still were but knew that Cordelia was always right. You were fine with the suggestion, noting that you could practice a bit more in the meantime and look after the place. Zoe suggested that since you weren't going with them, you could look after Kyle.

You didn't steer clear of him out of dislike, you actually felt sorry for him, and he often made you feel sad. But whenever Zoe were to look after him, he would break down and throw a "tantrum" in the most sudden moments. He seemed to be fond of Zoe, and he would still freak out like that, it scared you a bit. Although he was zombie like and wasn't the best talker, he still had indescribable strength to him. In which you feared him because of it, it was ridiculous, but him being like Frankenstein didn't help your case.

But you knew Zoe cared deeply about his own wellbeing, and she was particularly kind to you. So you decided to suck it up and try your best, now wishing you did help look after him. Because when you walked back into the school, he stood before you, and you didn't know what to do. He had a forlorn expression of Zoe leaving, and it did make your heart ache, so you greeted him with a smile. It seemed he wasn't used to you two interacting either, because he returned with a confused look.

He studied your expression, and you did the best you could to make it seem more genuine coming from you. It sufficed, since he held a bigger smile than you, almost as if he was happy you finally spoke to him. "Alright Kyle, let's uh- what do you want to do?" You paused for a moment, realizing that he can't really answer your question, but he was trying. You tensed, not meaning to already frustrate him, and just grabbed his arm and pulled him with you near the doorway.

"Let's go for a walk, yeah?" You turned expectantly to him, and he nodded sheepishly at the question, extending out his arms. You stared at him confused on what the hell he was doing before realizing, he wanted help with his coat. So you delicately put it on him, afraid that he might react a certain way if you were too fast and urgent. You put his mittens on him too, deciding it was too cold out, he stared down at you as you slid them on.

A smile was adorned on his features as he smiled at you, you were already wearing your coat from previously walking out with the rest. You grabbed your own gloved from your pockets, ready to put them back on, before Kyle stopped you. He stared at you as he wore a big grin and took your gloves, he must'e wanted to put them on you like you did with him. It was a sweet gesture, but it would be harder for Kyle since he already had mittens on, and he was just fiddling with them. Trying to make them fit onto your hands, he was trying his best, but it wasn't really working.

So, you used your fingers slightly redirecting them easier into the opening of the gloves, hum erupting from Kyle. They were crumpled on, but Kyle looked prideful as he looked up at you, awaiting your reaction. "Wow, Kyle, you did it even better than I ever could. You did a good job, thank you for helping me." There was sincerity in your tone as you smiled back at him, "W-Welllcomeee." His reply caught you off guard, you're not usually the one to hear him talk, and you smiled even harder as you led him outside.

You knew Cordelia said it would be better if you were to rest, but how he eager he looked to go on a walk made you want to. Your body and mind were sore, but you figured you could hold off long enough until you get back. As you and Kyle strolled aimlessly, you were thankful that he wasn't able to pick up on much of your staggering. Too absorbed with the scenery and views in front of him and all around him. It made you smile and so you just gazed at him as you walked side to side, you created some distance not wanting to bump into him.

You steered him into the direction of a nearby park, neither of you really speaking. Just enjoying the presence of one another. You finally directed your attention away from Kyle and stared forward, the cool breeze settling around you. "It's so beautiful out here, I should go on walks more." You felt Kyle stifle beside you and give you a pout, unsure of what he wanted, "what, no? I shouldn't go on walks?"

He just shook his head, wanting to obviously say something, but couldn't really muster up the words to do so. Instead, he just took your hand beside him and walked closer alongside you, you were confused now. You two were close now, walking together, "You want us, to go on walks more? Together?" "Yeeess, too....to-togethhherr." You both looked at each other, you nodded at his words as you both giggled alongside each other.

You remembered the proximity of you two, since he got his point across, you separated yourself from him once more. Not wanting to make anything awkward for the both of you, but Kyle snapped his head at you. He was pouting again and tried reaching for your hand again, "are you still cold? Here, you can wear my gloves underneath your mittens." You were beginning to take off your gloves before he stopped you and shook his head, slowly encasing your hands with his. He peered up at you, wanting to know if you understood what he wanted, and you did, you just gave him a small smile.

Confused and unsure of the moment that you two were sharing, you assumed that this would comfort him. So you squeezed his hand to reassure him, and he sheepishly smiled at you before continuing on walking. Although you never really spoke to Kyle, you understood why Zoe cared so deeply for him. Although he was a grown man, he had that sense of wonder in him that disappears in people when they get older. You could see the gleam in his eyes as he looked at you once more, and you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding.

He was so beautiful and throughout your guy's stroll, you acknowledged the amount of times Kyle refrained from lashing out. Instead, he looked deeply into your eyes and relaxed, he was trying not to freak you out, as if he knew why you avoided him. You felt your stomach do something and instead of hesitance and fear as you walked with Kyle. It turned into comfort and relaxation, you let him walk side by side with you and let him be right at your hip. Kyle was smiling incredibly hard as he looked back at you, seeming grateful that you finally let him in.

Neither of you needed to speak and just held each other's hands tighter, not knowing why you both found relief in another. Suddenly you felt hot, very hot, and your skin itched uncomfortably. You felt your legs begin to give out as your breath quickened, your body was beginning to feel incredibly painful. And your steps began to falter, Kyle only turned to you, hearing yelling, before you fell and everything turned black. You should've listened to Cordelia, she was always right.

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- Title is a song that pre-death Kyle would listen to unironically when he's in love - Part two, maybe if I'm feeling romantic - I love Kyle, he's so adorable - Mildly proofread

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Kyle telling you he loves you?

Of course angel! <3 I'm obessed with our blonde angel baby soooo yea I can write him me thinks.

Last fic for a while since I'm gonna be m.i.a tomorrow:3 (until the 12th atleast)

You're helping Kyle with his tablet, and showing him games to play when he manages to get a full sentence out.

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Words Are Overrated

You bought Kyle a brand new tablet, his old one wearing a bit thin and age getting to it. He was hesitant to take it at first since it wasn't the one you had originally given him, but you opened up the app store and showed Kyle. He took interest and smiled up at you, almost killing you inside at how cute one man can be.

You pointed to an app called "Spoken" and Kyle stared inquizitfully at the information. You downloaded it anyway, explaining that it would help him if he had trouble expressing his needs.

Slowly, both you and Kyle put in words and names that were important to him. Including Madison, Zoe, and the other witches in the coven. He tried to use what Zoe had already taught him with the cards in the app, but the basics like food, bathroom, and water, were already on there.

"How about some games?" You asked, reaching for more child games, aimed to help children learn. Kyle grinned again and downloaded three similar-looking games, but if they were helpful, they were helpful, you decided. He was enamoured by the way everything was, so you just sat by him and watched him learn. It just killed you inside whenever you saw Kyle doing anything really.

You felt so bad for him when he first came back, and just let Zoe do her thing. She introduced him to you, and it was like another flick had been switched in his brain. He always wanted to spend time with you and Zoe, and wanted you two to help him learn. She knew him longer than you, so he only let her help him with washing if he had to be. "Sorry for abandoning you like that." She mentioned the other day, Kyle was asleep in the other room.

"It's no worries, Zoe, you know Kyle a lot better than I do, it's probably best you stick by him a lot more." You just smiled, she thought you were jealous but there wasn't a jealous tint in your voice at all, just admiration for sticking by Kyle the whole time even if he was being a little difficult.

The conversation dragged on for a bit until you felt a blanket being put over you a bit clumsily. You were drifting off, as you often did if you remembered a conversation with someone, and Kyle noticed putting his tablet down. You smiled at Kyle, not properly looking up at him. He sat there for a bit as you were in and out of sleep, before he put his arm around your waist, trying to hug you best he could. "I love..you." He simply said.

You looked back up at him. "I love you too Kyle, so much." Both of you just smiled at each other and snuggled into one another, falling asleep in the middle of the day.

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