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@kitty-writes1373
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Who I Write ForâŠ
Roommates
You and Adrian just click- like some gimmicky 90âs PC peripheral. None of his friends can understand why.
Adrian Chase X Fem!Reader
(Fluff, Smut)
2.6k words
Warnings: 18+, perv!Adrian, panty stealing, scent kink, roleplay, masturbation, friends to lovers
An: I LOVE Perv!Adrian and I wanted to write a fic about him dating a girl who matches his freak!!! It has been too long, and I have got to write more for him! Also Y/N has a bush for plot reasons XOXO
On the Furs
In the span of three days Y/Nâa perfectly rational womanâhas gone from despising that strange man who fell from the sky, to sleeping with him.
Ash Williams X Fem!Reader
(Fluff, Smut)
3.3k Words
Warnings: 18+, enemies to lovers, power dynamics, body worship, manhandling, hair pulling, oral (fem!receiving)
An: This fuffiled a deep, midevil fantasy shaped hole in my AOD lover heart. I hope to write a Masc! AOD fic sometime in the future, but I just got finished with classes for the year! Expect more fics coming out more regularly in the coming months :)
The Evil Dead at HHN!
For those unaware, the Evil Dead franchise has been featured in Universal Orlandoâs Halloween Horror Nights event for 20 years! Seeing as rumors point to the franchise returning this year, I think now is the best time to share my knowledge from this intersection of my interests ;D
Pictures, videos, descriptions, + my thoughts below!
hiii do you still write for kris lemche? Iâve been reading a lot of your kris fics and they are so good!!!!
Yes!! I donât get regular rqâs for him, but I def still do! <3
Fringe Benefits (2)
Your involvement in Ashâs life has some unintended results that rear their head in a bar bathroom. Because of course.
Ash Williams X Masc!Reader
(Smut, Angst, Hurt/Comfort)
2.7k Words
Warnings: 18+, Suggestive content, manhandling, friends to lovers, blowjobs, semi-public sex, flirting, dom/sub dynamic, implied age gap (reader in mid 20s-30s), jealousy, alcohol, graphic violence
An: This is based off a request by the wonderful @jollysashimi who I would love to thank for his patience in me getting this out! I was so shocked this fic had the response it did, and it really inspired me to write more x Masc!Readers! RQâs are still open for anyone interested! ;) Pt (1)
ash n my self insert ( based off of @kitty-writes1373 fanfic with herbert west and ash williams )
ok so genuinely ill take whatever i can get when it comes to ash fics so you have full creative control here lol. all i ask is for reader to be gender neutral :)
Fringe Benefits (1)
Ash stuck pins in your heart and pumped out all the bile. You climb to him like a love-starved cobra, and tolerated you. At least, that's what he told himself.
Ash Williams X Masc!Reader
(Fluff, Hurt/Comfort)
2.5k Words
Warnings: Suggestive content, friends to lovers, flirting, dom/sub dynamic, implied age gap (reader in mid 20s-30s), awkward boners, jealousy, alcohol, graphic violence
An: I fear writing this awakened something in me. Thank you for opening my eyes to AvED ash bc omg that old MAN! Aaaaghhhh plz keep sending requests I had SO much fun omg Pt (2)
Lust For Flesh
Y/N takes her med school buddy out for drinks, not expecting the night to end like thisâŠ
Ash Williams X Fem!Reader X Herbert West
(Fluff, Smut)
2.6k Words
Warnings: 18+, enemies to lovers, dom/sub dynamics, threesome, hookups, dry humping, pussyjob, unsafe sex, improper use of neckties, kissing, teasing, begging, dumbification, inexperience, vouyerism, cum eating, aftercare, terrible pet names
An: Is it really a MMF threesome if the guys donât kiss a little? Inspired by this fanart by @its-kinda-snowy, this concept has been plaguing my mind for months! XD Happy Valentineâs Day, and go read Necronomicon Rising!!! I would love to write more for these two, so lmk if you wanna see more!
With his Hero From The Sky status, Ash was the first to get the news. By way of some overly hubristic undergrads, the Necronomicon found its way into Miskatonic Universityâs Archaeology department. It was a matter of time before that thing started causing trouble, so the Chosen One himself begrudgingly made the trek up to Arkham, Massachusetts. And the funny thing about college towns, thereâs no shortage of nightlife: college bars, college girlsâŠ
Okay. Maybe it wasn't all bad. But it was one night; the book could wait.
Up until a few hours ago, youâd only known of Ash on your med-school peer Herbert Westâs carefully doctored account: the âpompous braggart with the metal handâ, as he described of a previous run-in. And if you think about it, the whole reason you went out that night circles back to him.
Taking special care to avoid the stickiness of the countertops, Herbert scanned the beer mirrors, the low-class patrons. âThe influence you hold over me is⊠troubling,â he muttered, a trace of amusement in the corners of his quotation marks.
âOkay, yeah- if thereâs any time you should be letting loose, itâs after you pass your board exams-â you took a swig of a fruity cocktail. âWith flying colors! Come on, tiger: letâs have some fun tonight!â
You willed that hermit outta his basement because you thought that, under the influence, Herbert might loosen up enough to dislodge that stick up his ass. Your mindâs eye could just picture him in a strident, entertaining argument with some pre-meds, thatâd end in some glorious fistfight you could explain to him in the morning. You would call that a night well spent.
But of all the OâMalleyâs Bars, in all the college towns, in all the world, Ash Williams just happens to stroll into the same one as you two.
You two: this complete smoke show of a woman next toâchatting up, that pencil necked geek Ash would sooner âthis is spartaâ into that damn cellar before ever trying to kiss and make up with. But at his core, Ash lives to provoke. Heâs also a hypocrite.
âWest, hey! Long time no see-â Noticing youâsubsequently, looking you over in that endearingly sleazy wayâshock crossed Ashâs stupidly chiseled face at the notion this dweeb could so much as talk to a woman. âDid you make this one? She is stunning- Who might you be, beautiful?â
A broad palm shot out to grip Ashâ wrist where he slid in like a bone saw through soft tissue âY/NâŠâ appalled at the lusty glimmer he saw in your eyes, Herbert played the little Angel on your shoulder. âI wouldn't so much as give this imbecile the time of day- inviting a third isnât in the terms of our-!â
âItâs fine! Iâll be fineâŠâ You gently dismissed him as acting in the territorial fashion men tend to when their social standing is challenged. Judging by the sudden aggression his mere presence fostered in an otherwise levelheaded professional, this was your guy.
With some flimsy excuse, you dragged the two to slip away somewhere quieter: some private, squalid little booth in a dark corner of the bar. Taking your curiosity as to why these two were so naturally, inescapably at each otherâs throats out of the question, you simply wanted to cozy up to this breed of stud that is all but extinct in med school.
And it seemed that stud was charming to boot. âSo, Y/NâŠ. Whatâs the draw frâ you?â Ash, with his flattering haircut and a chin that could break windows in case of emergency, indicated Herbert with a nod. âYou dig that large cranium of his?â
Snickering, you fell against that jerkâs broad shoulderâ cuddling up to him like some drunk puppy. âAww, heâs nice! I donât know- heâs not some stick in the mud⊠Heâs a gentleman!â
You must have a different definition of nice, Ash thought, glancing between you and the dweeb with discernment.
Once or twice, the thought crossed your mind: the intensity behind those thick glasses, the passionate way heâd rant to you about all the myriad flaws written in the fibre of the human body because you cared to listen. Herbert, always free on fridays and saturday nights if he wasnât âworkingâ, he told youâwhich was weird because he didnât have a jobâŠ
Poor guy probably doesnât get much action. He probably whines. Or drools, or whimpers, the little sounds getting caught in his throat... Okay, maybe it was more than once or twice.
Herbert was so cluelessly un-hip that it was a wonder his pants stayed up. It took him a few good beats to detect the lust clouding your gaze, much less the fact you were looking at him. âMy- my respected colleague and I maintain a strictly platonic relationship,â he told Ash, the indignity he was blinking away ringing hollow.
â-but youâve thought about it, right?â Under the table, metal fingers danced along the seams of your clothes. You felt condescending chuckle rumble in Ashâs chest. âCâmon. Don't kid yourself, love bugâŠâ
The reference flew right over Herbertâs head, much like human emotions and how flippant they were under the influence of sex hormones. And the way you were melting into that cocky jerk didnât do anything for emotional processing.
There was something uncharacterically personal in the feelings Herbert held for you. Sure, you lacked his drive and potential- but behind the knife, West saw you as an equal. And with that barrier of professionality, he felt this⊠illogical yearning for things he didnât consider before: not sex (because that is a very human, very normal thing to want), but that skin on skin contact-feeling another personâs ribs swell and contract.
What Dr. West didnât yearn for was another hour of watching you draped over Ash-inova like a cheap scarf.
Like a glass of cold water down his back, the toe of your shiny, patent leather heel traced the inseam of his slacks. Body straightening instantaneously, love bug here glared at the hand still getting acquainted with the flesh of your thigh under the table. And while Ashâs face was buried in the crook of your neck, you could feel the simmering, dense eye contact between those two.
Slumping into the ratty, stained upholstery, your med-school buddy mumbled something about âthe two of you being disgusting in publicâ, jealousy tangible. âMmm⊠Whatâs the matter?â you half slurred, eyes half lidded. âYâwanna go?â
And yes, Herbert did want to go. But as communication has it, something got mangled along the way and those very real, unplatonic feelings were coming to light; that is, in the privacy of your dorm room now, because âgoâ meant âgo back to my placeâ.
But Herbert would've been fine if you could keep your hands off each other for five minutes. He glared at you from the far end of the sofa that felt far too short with the two of you on the other end. âIf you expect me to play voyeur for you two, thenâŠâ Venom trickled from his words as Herbert struggled to think of what he actually would do. Probably watch.
Putting a pin in canoodling, Ash peeled away from you âNo, no- four eyesâ gotta point.â Leaning around where he had you perched on his lap, he whispered with that stupid, Hollywood smirk, "Ask him tâplay doctor! C'mon..." Oh, very originalâŠ
A slim hand- your hand, wrapped around the length of his tie and tugged him closer the way one would direct a stubborn animal. Not sugar-giving distance, but your faces were close enough that you could see the ring of white around Herbertâs irises.
Holding him there a moment, feeling the nervous heat prickle his chin, you sighed. âI canât kiss you with your glasses on.â Really, you were giving the poor guy a chance to bow out, shaken as he looked. But the human brain, unfair and often cruel, is by nature imperfect.
A pair of glasses clattered on the coffee table. It was curiosity really: logic. The desire to know and understand something so irratio- oh, who was he kidding?
Running a palm up under the hem of your skimpy excuse for a top, Ash resumed his territory at your neck. He was smug in his front row seat to this sleazefest and, by grace of proximity, Ash seized the opportunity to cop a brazen handful of your colleague's ass with his free hand. And Herbert yelped, and you giggledâŠ
The heat coming off of your bodies swirled with a dizzying melange of cheap aftershave, formaldehyde, and the heady buzz of sex hormones.
Wasting no time licking into your mouth, Ash relishes your flesh like you were a car he was thinking of buying: the calloused palm running up your ribs to thumb over a hardened nipple with intention, the lips that only pull away from yours to rake over a tendon in your neck. âMmm⊠that's it. ShhâŠâ Under his ministrations, you whine, canting your hips into the hand that made steady work of your clit through your underwear. âWould yâlook at thatâŠâ
And behind you, with that square cut of jaw digging into the back of your shoulder⊠Herbert, all pale and falling appart- grinds against you like with the same desperation that bloomed in needy bruises on your hips. So close you can feel the shaky breath catching in his chest, you lean back with a sigh, murmuring something low and teasing he wouldâve been able to hear were it not for the sound of his rupturing capillaries.
Your brain melts out of your ears at the tangle of arms, of mouths- of the tight, hot coil wound deep in your stomach. Heat prickling your skin, it didnât even occur to you that after all the undressing, the guys were at least half clothed; you weren't.
With a strained huff, Ash fumbles his jeans down to alleviate that ache behind his zipper. That low chuckle that rumbles in his chest when that- that thing he pulls out of his pants thwacks against your lower stomach makes your head swim.
You sear the image of Ashâs tan, calloused grip fisting his length a couple good, deep strokes before pulling you closer. âFuck-â Ash chokes, the words catching in his throat âYou- youâre killinâ me hereâŠâ As arrogant as he is, you can feel how you affected him- that twitch when he nestles his tip between your folds with this lewd, slick noise.
Ashâs eyes take on this evil glint every time he catches the bottom of your clit, the way your breath catches and your whole body tenses. But his fingers never leave their spot between your thighs, idly toying with whatever he needed to pull those little breathy sounds from you: thumbing over your slit, dipping inside to gather your wetness before sliding back to your clit.
It was that same, human lust for the flesh that reduces your colleague to a babbling, grinding mess. Burying his burning face in your shoulder, Herbertâs voice cracked like a glass teetering on the edge of a table, âH-haaâŠY/N. Please, I-!â
Ash shoots the occasional glance over your shoulder, where Herbert, with that big beautiful brain of his, grovels at the mercy of those sex hormones.
Nearly getting a mouthful of your hair, Herbertâs lack of experience manifests in how tightly he clings to you, losing what remains of his dignity with the swan dive, the little death- whatever you call it. How pathetic he sounded begging took center stage instead of the now cold fluids saturating his crotch.
Eyes falling half lidded in exhaustion, that fine specimen of human anatomy slumps against your shoulder, watching. Observing the breath catching in your chest. Feeling those reflexes: the lordosis response, that little jerk in your leg as all the muscles in your body pull tight like a bowstringâŠ
Entirely overwhelmed, white hot sensation shoots up your spine. You were powerless. Fluttering around fingers--somebodyâs fingersâyou tumbled over. Floating somewhere above awareness, boneless and soaked in sweat, your stomach flipped at the obscene sight Ash held up: his hand, shaky with restraint and soaked down to the wrist.
You only come back down to earth at the little stretch of the flare of his tip rutting against your gooey hole. Trying so, so hard to hold himself together, Ash pulls away, using your slick to impatiently stroking himself through climax. With a low, strangled groan, he sprays thick, white webs across your lower stomach.
Clothing sits pooled at the floor, having been shed in that fumbling, overeager manner in the rush of clumsy repositioning. There is a strange intimacy to be found in the same sweaty swell of ribcages expanding, then exhaling. This was this thick stillness hanging in the around you, where the stickiness doesnât feel all that bad because, well- you weâre sticky with each other, together.
Whatever it was, it only lasted until Ash opened his mouth. âLook at you:â He murmured appreciatively, preening a hand through your sweat soaked hair, âthe sweet, sweet cold cuts in this love sandwichâŠâ
âYoure disgustingâŠâ Herbert grumbled, even before Ash swiped up the evidence he left on you and licked it off his thumb, which was far more deserving of that reaction. He would've put up more of a fight, but West was still worn out from that⊠experience.
Even more so deserving of that statement was when you grabbed a pack of tan shoulder muscle and pressed a sloppy, cockdrunk kiss to his lips. Returning one to your forehead, Ash pulled you to lean against his chest to recuperate. âYou were so good frâ me, sweetheartâŠâ he panted, still catching his breath before correcting, âSorryâus.â
There was such tenderness in how he handled your still limp body as he helped you to your feet. He coaxed, âUpsie daisy, there we goâŠâ Three steps towards your bathroom with his hands under your armpits, you lean back to grab Herbertâs glasses from the table. Prompting Ash, he looked back at the wreckage of what used to be a couch. âWhatâs your problem, pointdexter?â he asked, words lacking the venom from earlier.
Herbert, somehow paler than usual and trying to get his bearings, gave a dismissive gesture before sinking into the couch. His nerves were so brittle you could use them for kindling.
That was promptly ignored when Ash grabbed love bug with his free hand, making it very clear he wasn't doing this out of the goodness of his heart. Talk about the power of male bonding experiencesâŠ
That silent grudge hung in the air the way bricks don't. But the sight of himâlike how you see fever depicted in old moviesâ-he looked undeniably helpless. In the grand scheme of people who have a grudge with Ash, Herbert ranks up there with plastic flowers on video as a non-concern.
They weren't quite on thanking terms yet, but there was silent acknowledgement between the two of them in the bathroom. Princess gets special privileges: in this case, you got dibs on the closed toilet lid while Herbert was relegated to the floor next to the porcelain throne. The room was crowded for one, so you were all touching no matter how you shifted or were repositioned.
Still trying to piece together that polarizing experience, he watched the smooth, repetitive motion of Ash wiping down your thighs: listening to how he cooed so sweetly over you when you helped or squirmed in oversensitivity.
Maybe the guy actually did have a heart⊠Nah. Intrepidly soft, Herbertâs voice echoed off the bathroom tile as he tried a line he was mulling over for some time. âDid you know, the recto-vaginal septum is-â clearing his throat, he fumbled his glasses when Ash handed them to him. âIt's only three millimeters thick?â
Ash wondered what the hell that insinuated, while you⊠âOoh, you dog!â you giggled, catching yourself against a solid, square shoulder- such a casually intimate touch. âWe have got to do this more oftenâŠâ
Has anyone on here read the Re-Animator/Army of Darkness comics? Just out of curiosity, no reason in particular⊠*cough cough* Ash X Reader X Herbert *cough*âŠ
hallooo sorry for the super specific request but i am nothing if not self indulgentâplease could you write some ash williams x reader headcanons where the reader is shy and kind of "off-putting" due to being autistic ( some examples but you don't have to include all of them!: monotone voice, flat effect w/ facial expressions, little eye contact, struggles to pick up on social cues, reserved/doesn't speak unless spoken to ) but ash is super smitten with them anyway? again sorry for the specific request!! đ also happy new year!!
Ash Williams X Autistic!Reader HCâs
Ash Williams X Gn!Reader
(Fluff)
Warnings: Suggestive content, flirting, workplace romance, first dates, situationships, misunderstandings
An: Thank you for the request! I adore longer request (makes my job easier!), and as someone who has a lot of those mannerisms, this was equally self indulgent to write! Additionally, I know all 2 of my Evil Dead fics are essentially S-Mart romances, but workplaces are such good venues for romance! Iâd love to write for any of the other films/tv show if thatâs something youre specifically looking for! Anyways thank you again! <3
Hi! No request but as someone who loves both Ash Williams and Adrian Chase, just know youâre doing me a huge service â€ïž
Aaaa thank you so much!!! <333 I look forward to writing about the both of them, especially since I have some extra time on my hands this semester! ;D
Ash Williams general headcanons with s/o?
Ash X Reader HCâs!
Ash Williams X Gn!Reader
(Fluff, Hurt/Comfort)
Warnings: Suggestive content, situationships, workplace relationships, smoking mention, alcohol mention, cuddling, past trauma
An: Thank you SO SO much <333 I wasnât sure if you were looking for smut or just general HCâs for dating him, so I kept it pretty tame compared to my normal stuff. If that something youâre interested in, I am totally open to writing that! For context, this is post AOD Ash but if thereâs something more specific youâd like, send me an ask! Thank youuu!
In my absence, I have been getting into movies and I was SO shocked to find Evil Dead has a fandom on tumblr?? The tag is kind a fic desert so I would LOVE to write for Ash if anyone would be interested in reading/requesting <333
Fresh Starts, Familiar Faces
After college doesnât work out, you move back to Evergreen and reunite with your old friendâs brother- who still has a crush on you.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Adrian Chase X Fem!Reader
(Fluff, Angst, Smut)
2.2k Words
Warnings: 18+, slowburn, friends to lovers, childhood friends, one sided crushes, masturbation, accidental vouyerism, underwear, mild perv!Adrian, alcohol, lesbianism misconceptions, y/n college dropout
An: Thank you so much for all the love my previous Adrian fics have been getting! This is the first installation in a multi part series, but I donât have everything figure out just yet, so feel free to shoot me a message and bounce some ideas off of me!
On the Edge
Alex picked up some romantic novelties from Spirit Halloween, and he is just thrilled to live out his slasher fantasies with his final girl <3
Alex Wright X Fem!Reader
(Smut)
1.5k Words
Warnings: 18+, roleplay, primal!kink if you squint?, dom/sub dynamics, blood play, knifeplay, degradation, dry humping, premature ejaculation, fake blood, sweat, kink negotiation
An: This was a suggestion by the wonderful @vampirebroth! After so long of neglecting any Halloween content, I actually got this one! It seems I can only wrote smut about this movie freak⊠Anyways, happy Halloween and thank you for reading!
Heavy Artillery
This task force didn't exist on paper, and neither did you. But Adrian Chase has his claws in you. Now, after a series of chance encounters in a closet, you don't really mind thatâŠ
Adrian Chase X Gn!Reader
(Fluff, Hurt/Comfort)
2.4k Words
Warnings: Suggestive content, akward first kisses, enemies to friends to lovers, awkward boners, pornography, injury description, wound care, guns, cannon typical violence
An: Hello again!! Thank you for the INSANE outpour of support on my last fic! I hope Im feeding you all well this week ;) As a side note, my inbox is totally open! Please send me RQs of this little weirdo I love him <3