Imagine: Dandy always makes you play house with him whenever you visit.
Word Count: 1.7k
Warnings: swearing, foreplay? (I think that’s how I would describe it)
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)You groaned as your realised where your mother had driven you to. “This is the third time this week mother, he’s obsessed with me!” Your mother only chuckled, “Don’t be ridiculous, he just likes you, you know he doesn’t have any friends, just be nice. Now, I’ll be back in a few hours to pick you up.” You sighed as you gave your mother a hug and a kiss on the cheek before getting out of the car. You really didn’t want to visit Dandy again but he had ‘insisted’ on your arrival and had paid your mother for every trip you made to his house.
You weren’t sure why he chose you, you hadn’t been good friends as kids but after he saw you again a few months ago after his mother invited you over, he kept asking you to come, well, he probably cried to his mother and she sorted it all out. Dandy didn’t seem to be dangerous but he always made you uncomfortable. He would always want to play weird games with you, like a child.
You knocked on the door and almost immediately, the door opened to reveal Dandy stood there, like he had been watching and waiting for you to turn up. He never liked it when you were late. “Uh, hi Dandy, how are you?” Dandy gave you a brief smile, “Better now that you’re here, you’re not going to believe what mother did. She mixed up my clothes and tried to give me a red suit with blue shoes, in what universe is that acceptable.” You tried your best to look shocked but it was difficult when you really didn’t care about his issues.
You heard his mother talking to someone in the kitchen but before you could use that as an excuse to get away from him, you had been dragged up the stairs and into his playroom. You found it very disturbing that a grown man would need a playroom for children, but you never voiced these concerns to him, you knew it would only upset him and he was barley tolerable when he was in a good mood.
Dandy closed the doors and locked them like he always does, but it still gave you an uneasy feeling. Slowly he walked over to you and you sat down on a chair near the window, “So what do you have planned for today Dandy?” You always asked that and he always gave the same answer, “I want to play House.” You forced a smile and slowly stood up, “Who do you want me to be this time?” “You can be the Mommy and I’ll be the Daddy.” It was always the same, you weren’t sure why you ever asked but it wasted time.
You went to walk over to the pretend kitchen he had made for you, just to get away from him really, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to him. Being so close to him made you blush, it felt too intimate for your liking. You looked away from him but he held your chin in his hand and turned your head to face him, “You’re not doing that today. I think it’s time that we play a different part this time.” You were almost scared to ask, “Which part is that?” Your voice was so quiet he nearly didn’t hear you, “The part where we make the babies, we can’t be a Mommy and Daddy without babies, can we?” You laughed nervously, “There are the dolls in the-” “No! I want real babies.”
You tried to step away from him but he only followed you, “Dandy, we can’t have babies for a game.” You were already scared but the creepy smirk on his face was terrifying, “I know, but if I have babies with you, then that means you have to marry me, wouldn’t that be perfect.” You weren’t exactly sure if this was all part of the game or not but you didn’t want to risk it. You cleared your throat as you stepped back once more but felt your back hit the wall, shit, you had trapped yourself into a corner. “But why me? I’m sure there are plenty other girls who wouldn’t mind-” “I don’t want other girls!” You jumped out of fright and Dandy felt guilty, he didn’t want to scare you.
He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him, “I want you, I love you, like a Daddy loves a Mommy.” You were blushing hard but you were still scared, “B-But I’m fat and people will judge you.” Dandy pulled back from you and he looked pissed as hell. You gasped as he grabbed your wrists, “Who told you that?!” You stuttered, confused, “W-Who told me w-what?” Dandy rolled his eyes, “Who said you were fat? I’ll kill them for saying it, it’s not true!”
You were speechless, why did he care so much about you? You looked away from him and although you tried to hold them back, you started crying, which Dandy saw immediately. He huffed, “Look, I’ll show you, if you were fat, I wouldn’t be able to do this.” You looked at him and yelped as he leaned down and grabbed behind your legs to hoist you over his shoulder. You clung onto him, terrified that you were going to fall down, “Put me down please.” Dandy giggled to himself, “No, I’m allowed to carry my wife wherever I want.” His wife? He wasn’t seriously thinking about doing what he said was he? You were sure there were worse people to marry but you didn’t want to marry Dandy of all people.
You heard doors opening and you realised you were being carried out of the playroom and taken somewhere else. You couldn’t really tell where you were going since you were facing the opposite direction but if you judged from what he’s been saying this whole time, you could only guess he was taking you to his bedroom. You were carried inside a room and as Dandy turned to close and lock the doors, you saw that you were correct and he had taken you to his bedroom. You were even more scared than before, there was nothing really that you could do to stop him from doing what he wanted, he’s already proved that he is much stronger than you.
He carefully put you down and made you sit on the edge of his bed with him standing between your legs. You blushed and looked away, but Dandy made you look up at him. He grinned, “Time to play~” Your eyes widened, “But Dandy, I-” “No (Y/N), you have to play it right, you have to call me Daddy.” After you were silent for a moment, Dandy huffed, “Say it!” You blushed harder than before and you could feel how hot your cheeks were, “O-okay...Daddy.” Dandy bit his lip as he looked at you and he unexpectedly leaned down and kissed you, holding your face in his hands so you couldn’t pull away. You had no choice but to kiss him back.
Dandy put moved your hands onto his shoulders as he pushed you so you were lying on your back. You pulled back from the kiss, needing to catch your breath. Dandy’s hands ran over your sides but he couldn’t really feel you because of your dress and he grew frustrated, flipping you onto your stomach to unzip the back of your dress, “It’s in the way, I want to see you.” He rolled you back and you were wary to take your arms out of the sleeves but you didn’t want him to hurt you so you did as he said. Dandy wasted no time in pulling the dress off your body so that you were left in your undergarments. You covered your stomach with your arms and turned your head away. Dandy didn’t like you covering yourself from him and pinned your arms at your side. He grinned as his eyes slowly roamed over your body, “You should be on the cover of all those magazines, not those stick women. They’re all ugly but you are beautiful.”
You turned to look at him shyly and saw that he was telling the truth from the look on his face. He let go of your arms to take off his jacket, tie and shirt, revealing his muscular torso. “Do you like what you see?” You tried not to look at him but you couldn’t help it. You nodded but that wasn’t good enough, “Use your words.” You bit your lip, “I like it.” He gave you a pointed look that told you to carry on, “I like it, Daddy?” He smirked and was about to say something else when his mother knocked on the door, “Dandy, dear, (Y/N)’s mother is on the phone, she needs to go home, it’s an emergency.”
You sat up but you couldn’t move anywhere because of Dandy, “It’s not fair! I’m supposed to have her for longer than this!” You felt very awkward during this but couldn’t really do anything, then Dandy’s mother spoke again, “Well, her mother has apologised but said that the next time (Y/N) comes over, she can stay the night, how about that darling?” Dandy huffed and pouted like a child but he was clearly satisfied with the arrangement. He moved out of the way so you could put on your dress again, but before you could even turn to ask for help with the zipper, he was right behind you, doing it for you. You blushed and turned to face him again. He moved to unlock the door and just before he opened it, you decided to be nice to him for once. You smiled at him and reached up to give him a kiss on the cheek before opening the door and letting Dandy’s mother lead you out.
Dandy grinned to himself as he held his cheek, he knew you liked him too. Now, he had to start planning exactly what he was going to do the next time you came over, he would have you to himself for a whole night then. While he was mad that you had to leave far earlier than normal, he was excited to have you stay the night. He had so many ideas.
Elizabeth/The Countess x Plus Size/Chubby Reader x James March
Imagine: Elizabeth and James are both attracted to you and each of them want to have you for themselves.
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings: swearing, attempted drug use, assault
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Part 1 Part 2
You’d tried to stay away from the Cortez after your moment with Elizabeth, but you kept finding yourself heading towards it. No matter how much you wished you could leave, fate pulled you back in through those doors, into that familiar lobby. You gave up pretending that you kept coming back to see Will. You’d returned quite a few times and had yet to see your friend. You weren’t overly eager to see Elizabeth or James just yet either, you just felt like you belonged within the walls of the Cortez, like it had claimed you as one of their own.
You were currently sat at the bar, sipping away at a vodka and coke, staring down at your nearly empty glass with a bored expression on your face. A look that attracted the attention of a woman sat at the end of the bar. You heard movement and turned your head slightly to be able to see her moving into the seat right next to you. You’d seen her briefly around the hotel a couple of times but never long enough to ask for her name. Your voice slurred ever so slightly as you said, “Don’t tell me, you’re a ghost too.” She scoffed, taking a drink of her own, “No shit, how’d you figure that one out?” You shrugged your shoulders, “Just a hunch.” You leaned back a little too far in your stool and had to quickly grip onto the bar to stop yourself from falling over, feeling your heart race from nearly falling.
She put her hand on yours, “You’ve got to be more careful baby.” She grinned at you and you smiled back. She moved closer, so close you could smell the smoke on your breath and you had to hold back a cough. Her hand found its way onto the top of your thigh, “You wanna come back with me to my room, don’t you baby.” You reached for your glass and downed the rest of your drink, taking a deep breath to get rid of the weird feeling at the back of your throat, “Why not? If you tell me your name first.” She leaned in close, her lips against your ear, “Sally.” She gently tugged your earlobe between her teeth and swiped her tongue over your neck before pulling away.
Your drunken mind took a little longer to process what just happened, remaining still and silent in your seat for a few seconds before you gave Sally a grin, “Hello Sally, I’m (Y/N).” She smirked, “Oh I know who you are, the whole hotel knows your name sweetpea.” You didn’t think to question what she meant by that, only focusing on hopping off your stool without falling over. You felt a hand grab your wrist and you turned to see Liz holding you, “Are you sure you want to go through with that, you’re too drunk to see how pathetic she is.” Sally glared at her and you shook you arm free, “Stop it Liz, that’s not nice. I’m sure Sally is a lot more fun than sitting at a bar by myself like a loser.”
Sally wrapped her arm around your shoulder as she lead you over to the elevator, “Exactly, I’m gonna show you a real fun time tonight baby, you’re gonna love me.” You only giggled as she spun you away from Liz and into the elevator to take you up to her room. In the elevator, you managed to trip over your own feet and would have hit your head against the elevator door had Sally not caught you in time, pulling you against her, “You need to be more careful, can’t have you hurting yourself before we have any fun.”
You didn’t say anything in response, only watching her lips as they got closer and closer to yours. You felt your heart beating so fast, it felt like it was going to shoot out of your chest. It didn’t feel the same as when Elizabeth kissed you, it felt wrong. You turned your head to the side to get away but she easily grabbed your face to turn you back, kissing you roughly, pushing you back against the wall, “Don’t change your mind now baby, we haven’t gotten to the fun part yet. Don’t you wanna have fun with Sally? Don’t you love me?” Your drunken mind wasn’t able to think of a response, but you felt your eyes start to well up, regretting this decision. Why didn’t you listen to Liz?
The elevator opened and Sally grabbed a hold of your arm, dragging you along the corridor to her room where she wasted no time pulling you inside. You stumbled in and she took you over to the bed where she lightly pushed your shoulder, the pressure enough to confuse your reflexes to prevent you from saving yourself as you fell onto the soft cover of the bed. You closed your eyes briefly but opened them as you felt Sally crawling on top of you, straddling your waist. She gripped your left arm in her hand and held up a syringe with the other, “Don’t worry baby, a few hits of this and you’ll love me in no time.” You saw tears streaming down her face and almost felt sorry for her, if she wasn’t currently trying to inject drugs into you.
Finally, you had the common sense to scream, “HELP! I-” Sally covered your mouth, glaring down at you, “Shut up! You promised, you’re gonna thank me for this, it’s gonna be the best fucking thing you’ve ever experienced.” She moved up to kneel on your arms, making you cry out more from the pain, it being muffled by her hand. You tried to struggle more as you watched the needle get closer and closer, kicking but you weren’t strong enough to kick your legs up to knock Sally off you. Your own tears streamed down your face as you gave up fighting and waited for the inevitable, but it didn’t happen. You looked up to see Sally being strangled by two hands but you weren’t in a position to see who those hands belonged to.
She was thrown to the side of the room, away from you where she glared at James in the corner, “Asshole, she was mine!” You shook with each breath you took, closing your eyes as you saw Elizabeth approach into your line of sight from behind James. You didn’t want them to see you like this, you were so embarrassed. You felt two soft hands hold your cheeks and thumbs wiping away your tears, “Come on darling, lets go.” Her voice was as soft as her touch as she spoke to you, leading you out of Sally’s room and taking you up to her own apartment. You awkwardly stood in the doorway, holding your left arm and looking down at the ground, sobered up and feeling lower than low. You were angry that you let yourself be taken advantage of like that, there were so many ways you could have stopped it from happening.
Elizabeth walked you over to the couch where she sat you down and made you lie down with your head in her lap. She stroked your hair slowly, lightly scraping your nails along your scalp in such a relaxing way you felt as though she was compelling you to sleep. You forced yourself to stay away though, straining your ears to hear what she was saying, “You’re safe now, my sweet. You’ll always be safe with us.” You briefly heard a set of footsteps approach but it was clear who it was by the voice that filled the silence, “The fiend is being punished as we speak, she will never dare to think about touching (Y/N) again.” Elizabeth hummed in almost disinterest, not really caring about anything now that she had you with her now. There was only a second of silence before she spoke, “Leave us James.” You suspected there was an exchanging of looks in place of a conversation but your eyes felt too heavy to open to see. You only heard the retreating footsteps of James walking away.
You weren’t exactly sure when you fell asleep but you were alone when you woke up. It looked dark outside but there were a few lights around the room so you could see. You rubbed your eyes and blinked a couple times to focus your eyes before you got up and left the room, being as quiet as possible not to attract anymore attention. You headed downstairs, prepared to walk outside and back to your small apartment but as you approached the stairs, you felt anxious almost, like there was something dangerous on the other side. You stepped closer to the door and felt a pain in your head, making your press your palms against your forehead. Dizziness crept up out of nowhere, making you sit down on one of the lobby chairs but no soon as it started, the pain stopped. You looked around but only saw Iris at the front desk flicking through the pages of some kind of magazine or catalogue.
She gave you a brief look, “It’ll be all that drinking you were doing last night. You kids never learn.” You groaned and felt another wave of tiredness come over you. Without really thinking about it, you moved to curl yourself up into the chair, your legs hanging over the edge and your arms wrapped around yourself. Your eyes closed by themselves, too heavy to keep open any longer. To you, it felt as though a second had passed but in reality, it was about four in the morning, a few hours after you had fallen asleep. You were being shaken gently at first but it got rougher as you didn’t wake up. You let out a disgruntled whine as you moved to sit up, opening your eyes to see a little boy in front of you. You hadn’t seen him before, you’d remember a little boy with long white hair like the one standing in front of you. He stared at you and you stared back at him, until he finally tilted his head to the side and said, “Are you Mommy’s friend?” “Uh, that depends. Who’s your Mommy?” He looked down, “My Mommy has white hair like mine and dresses real nice but my other Mommy has blonde hair and her name is Alex.”
Alex? You recognised that name, wasn’t she- “Oh, you must be Holden. It’s nice to meet you.” Liz had told you about John and his wife as well as their kid who stayed here with Elizabeth. You were a little weary of the way this kid kept looking at your bare wrists so you pulled your sleeves down to hide them from his view. He didn’t say anything else before he ran away and you thought that was the end of the conversation when he stopped at the top of the stairs and waved you over to follow him. You got up and walked after him, seeing that he was waiting for you. You didn’t really want to go on some kind of adventure right now, you were still exhausted, but you didn’t want to disappoint this kid.
You’d been lead down a number of hallways, corridors and passageways that you were getting sick of it, “Where are we going?” Holden finally slowed down and stopped in front of a wall that looked the same as all the others in the hotel. You were confused as he pushed on it and it opened, revealing a bright light behind it that showed a whole new room. Your curiosity got the better of you as you slowly stepped inside, taking it all in. The walls were the whitest shade you’ve ever seen and there was lots of video games, candy and toys all over the place. You were standing in one place until Holden came along and grabbed your hand, leading you over to a large white couch where he sat you down in between him and a little girl who also had long white hair.
You didn’t question it, just accepting whatever this was, smiling as you were handed a controller. At first, you had enough energy to pretend that you were interested in the game but your body slowly began to grow tired again and it didn’t take long for you to fall asleep again, your head rolling back into a position you would regret in the morning. The two children next to you continued to play their game. They knew they weren’t allowed to feed from ‘Mommy’s’ friends so they had to ignore the sleeping woman next to them.
When Elizabeth found you asleep in the play room for her children, one still either side of you, she knew she wasn’t going to let you go. You had accepted her children, a part of her that not many had the heart to acknowledge but you did. She smiled as she woke you up, telling her children to go play elsewhere for a while. They left and Elizabeth took the opportunity to sit on your lap, holding your head in her hands. You slowly woke up and immediately groaned from pain, your neck sore and aching. You were startled to say the least to see Elizabeth on top of you, placing your hands by your sides and trying to sit up straight to make more room between the two of you. Her gloved hand gently stroked your cheek, making you blush and clear your throat, “I’m sorry, did you need something?” Elizabeth stared at you with a thoughtful expression, “Why do you avoid me? I know you can feel the connection between us.”
Her words left you speechless. Truth be told, you didn’t really have an answer for her. This whole experience just felt like a dream, as though any second now you were going to wake up and it would all be over as if nothing happened. You opened your mouth, wanting to say something, then closed it again, looking down into your lap. Elizabeth grabbed your cheeks and turned your head up to look at her, a silent demand to answer her question. You sighed, “I don’t deserve it.” If Elizabeth was shocked or upset, her face didn’t show it, she was as stoic as a marble statue and just as beautiful. After a few moments of carefully studying your face, she leaned down, “Oh darling, but you do.” You looked into each other’s eyes as the distance between you two got shorter and shorter. Your breath hitched just as she placed her lips on yours and your hands balled up into tight fists. As if she could sense your nervousness, her hands covered your own and placed them onto her hips, her hands returning to your cheek and the back of your neck, holding you in place as she kissed you. This time, you didn’t stop her, feeling as though a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulders.
How they react when they walk in on you masturbating
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Tate
When Tate walks into the room and realises what you’re doing, he just kind of stands there at first. You haven’t seen him there so he just watches you and waits for you to notice him. When you do, you jump but he smirks and walks over to your bed, slowly sitting next to you, “You look a little lonely, mind if I join you?” Before you know it, he’s took his shirt off and is kissing you.
Kit
Kit would immediately turned on, because he is one horny ass man. He would watch you for a couple seconds until he clears his throat to get your attention. You would gasp and try to cover yourself but Kit wasn’t having it. He’d pull the covers away from you, “Oh no, don’t stop, I wanna watch.” He’s bite his lip as he watches you continue pleasuring yourself.
Kyle
Kyle would be flustered at first but once you make eye contact with him and wink at him, he would take that as your invitation to join you. He would be shy to go over to you at first but once he’s next to you, he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself. After that, he doesn’t feel very guilty when he catches you in a compromising position.
Jimmy
Jimmy loves watching you as you touch yourself but he feels he could do a better job. He slowly walks over to you and spreads your legs so he could sit between them, “You know you don’t need to do that yourself, doll.” Jimmy is just obsessed with your face during sex, he loves every one of your expressions, especially when it’s because of him.
James
James feels a little offended that you didn’t tell him you wanted some attention in that way. He would clear his throat and give you a disapproving look, “My dear, you really thought you could start without me?” He would punish you for touching yourself without him, your body was his to pleasure and not even you were an exception to that rule.
Rory
Rory would be left speechless, having never been in this situation before. He would contemplate just leaving the room and waiting for you to finish until you open your eyes and see him just standing there. He would blush a little, “I had no idea you were.. busy. I can go if-” “Get over here, you idiot.” Rory would smile, “Don’t mind if I do.”
Kai
Kai would smirk and just watch you. If you saw him, he would invite himself onto your bed and touch you himself like he always does. If you don’t see him, he would start touching himself through his pants as he gets hard from looking at you. He gets bored of it though and goes over to you to satisfy the both of you. “Invite me next time, I’m sure I can do a better job than your fingers.”
What Evan Peters’ characters are like when they get jealous.
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Tate
Tate completely adores you, is borderline obsessed with you so if he feels that someone is taking you away from him, he will have urges to get rid of them for good, but there won’t be much he can do as a ghost. You would walk into your room and find him crying on your bed and when you go over to him to ask what’s wrong, he’d wrap his arms around you tightly, “Please don’t leave me.”
Kit
The two of you would be walking down the street when he hears someone catcalling you. Immediately, you’d have to hold his hand and drag him away before he can go over and beat them up. He’d be ten times more clingy for the rest of the week, holding you close to him at every opportunity and will be kissing you as much as possible to the point where you have to push him off of you, “Stop, I need to go to work.” “But I’m not done showing my girl who she belongs to.”
Kyle
Kyle wouldn’t say much at first, preferring to keep quiet because he trusted you to deal with the annoying guy trying to get your number. If he didn’t go away, then Kyle would get involved, starting a fight. You would have to pull him away before he killed the guy and once you were home, Kyle would hold you close and hide his head in your chest, not saying anything for a while, but would whimper if you tried to move away from him. You’d stay like for a while and you would have to reassure him that you don’t want anyone else and he didn’t do anything wrong.
Jimmy
Depending on where it was, Jimmy would have mixed reactions. If it was at the show, he would have no problems starting a fight with the guys who haven’t stopped staring at you because he knew the others had his back. If the two of you were in town and he saw some guys winking at you and making rude comments, he would be hesitant to do something because of the bad reputation he already has. You would put his mind at ease by kissing him in the middle of the street and Jimmy would glare at the men as he wrapped his arm around you.
James
James would straight up just kill anyone who looked at you in a lustful way, you were his and his alone. He wouldn’t do it himself of course, he didn’t want to risk having the heathens hanging around the hotel with you for all eternity. He would have John track them down and kill them for him. Once he knew they were dead, he’d steal you away from whatever you were doing into his room, “I hope you don’t mind me keeping you up all night, my dear, I feel I’ve earned it.”
Rory
When Rory notices someone checking you out, he would feel uncomfortable and immediately try to make a joke out of it, “Isn’t she just the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen? Too bad she’s taken.” He would laugh it off but stand close to you all night, holding your hand, pulling you onto his lap, kissing you, anything to keep touching you.
Kai
Kai would no doubt be pissed as fuck. If a guy dares to look at you longer than he permits, he would lash out and attack them, beating them up until they were almost dead, he’d have to be pulled off them. After he got rid of them, he would drag you away to your room to have sex, not even giving himself time to wash off any blood he got on himself. He needed to show everyone that you were his.
Elizabeth/The Countess x Plus Size/Chubby Reader x James March
Imagine: Elizabeth and James are both attracted to you and each of them want to have you for themselves.
Word Count: 1.45k
Warnings: some swearing
Part 1
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Despite telling yourself that you were never going to come back to the hotel, you found yourself visiting quite often. The reason being was because of Will and Liz. Will was a close friend and you missed having him around and since he was dead, you had to go to the Cortez to see him. Liz was quickly becoming your favourite female friend ever and you treasured your conversations you had. Liz had caught you up on all of the ‘gossip’ in the hotel. She told you all about Elizabeth, or rather the Countess, and James and how they are married.
It had surprised you but it wasn’t as surprising as finding out ghosts actually existed and your friend was one of them. During your visits, you always seemed to coincidentally bump into James or Elizabeth. Your meetings were always brief though, with both of them having higher priorities at times. James often stayed clear of you when John was around and Elizabeth had many matters in and out of the hotel to attend to.
They often flirted with you but you refused to let them have an effect on you. You weren't sure if they were being serious or if it was all one big game they were playing. Liz had told you of Elizabeth’s reputation of moving from one person to the next, often getting bored of her ‘toys’ quickly. James, however, had been obsessed with only his wife until you turned up. That made you feel like their interest wasn’t real so you pushed them away, trying to give them the cold shoulder without realising that it was encouraging them more to try harder to get your attention.
“(Y/N) darling, it’s been a while since I last saw you.” You froze at the sound of Elizabeth’s voice behind you. Liz, who was standing in front of you, smiled then walked away to leave you alone with the Countess. Bitch. You turned to face Elizabeth and gave her a fake smile, “Well, I’ve been busy.” Elizabeth was not easy to fool and knew something was up but knew better than to ask you flat out what was wrong.
The blonde woman took a drink from her glass, “I was hoping you would stay the night with me, I can show you a good time, love.” Finally having enough with her words, you let out a heavy sigh, “Can you stop pretending that you’re interested in me for a silly bet? I know you’re only doing this because you want to prove a point to James that you can get whoever you wanted, even the fat girl everybody takes pity on.” You started to regret saying that when Elizabeth’s face hardened and she took a step closer to you. You were about the same height but she looked menacing and intimidating nonetheless.
Her voice was deeper with contained anger, “I will tell you this once and only once. Call yourself fat or make any unnecessary comments about your weight and I will become very cross with you. I don't want to punish you but I will, darling.” You nodded out of fear, unsure why her words effected you so much, in this moment, you felt completely powerless against her and she wasn’t even doing anything to you.
“As for your belief that I’m pretending my interest in you, if you were to take me up on my offer to show you a night of pleasure, you would be very certain that I am quite attracted to you, my girl.” You were sure that your face was bright red and your mouth felt a little dry. “O-Okay.” Your voice was quiet and a little squeaky as you watched Elizabeth’s mouth curve into a smirk.
Her elegant hand held yours and she walked you towards the elevator, heading up to her private room. In the elevator, Elizabeth turned you towards her and put her hands on your waist to pull your body against hers, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. A soft gasp left your mouth, parting your lips which allowed Elizabeth to enter her tongue into your mouth to deepen the kiss.
After a few moments, she pulled away to let you catch your breath, her soft hand gently stroking the side of your face, “So beautiful, you are unable to understand how badly I want you right now, darling. It was torture every time you rejected my advances, but all is forgiven,” The way she spoke was so enticing that you hung onto her every word, taking it all in. A small whimper escaped from the back of your throat as the elevator doors opened and she led you down into her bedroom, her hands not moving from you as she did.
Elizabeth sat you down on her bed, her hands pulling your jacket from your shoulders for you. She sat to the left of you, her hands on your shoulders and her mouth against your ear, whispering, “A body like yours is a priceless artwork, beauty that most cannot comprehend. It needs to be appreciated and treated with delicate touches.” Her hands slowly ran down the front of your shirt, to slide underneath the fabric of the offending item that concealed your body from her. Your eyes had been closed and your head tilted back but when you opened your eyes again, you saw James stood in front of the two of you.
Your scream alerted Elizabeth and you pulled yourself away from the two, grabbing your jacket back and putting in on to cover yourself. Elizabeth wished that James wasn't dead so that she could slit his throat herself. The countess moved on the bed to pull you close to her, “Can’t you see you’re interrupting us? She was enjoying my company, not yours.”
James finally took his eyes off you to look at his wife, “I could see that, but surely she would enjoy twice the pleasure. It would be divine.” You swallowed hard as you looked between Elizabeth and James, you had only barely been comfortable with Elizabeth bringing you up to her room, nevermind James inviting himself into whatever this was as well.
Elizabeth could feel how stiff you had gone in her arms and turned her head to press soft kisses against your neck, as if James wasn't even there. You turned to look at Elizabeth and she took the opportunity to cup your cheek with one hand and kiss you deeply on the lips. It was quite possibly one of the most intimate kisses you’ve ever had but you weren't going to be so ready to admit that to her. A soft, almost inaudible, moan left your throat and it was just your luck that the both of them heard you. James had moved at some point to be right behind you and he placed his hands on your hips, “Mm, that sound was exhilarating, do it again.”
Just as both Elizabeth’s and James’ hands started to roam towards more private places on your body, your phone broke the deafening silence by ringing. Elizabeth was reaching for your pocket, her intentions to turn the device off and throw it away but you used it as an excuse to remove yourself from the situation. You looked at the home screen and saw that Will was calling you. You had never been more relieved and you awkwardly pushed yourself out from between the two and ran away out of the bedroom, answering the phone call, mumbling a “I have to take this,” behind you.
When you made it out of the bedroom, you walked some way down the corridor before leaning against the wall. Your phone was still ringing and so you declined the call before letting out a deep breath, that was a close call. You weren't supposed to let them effect you like that. If the phone call hadn't brought you out of it, you probably would’ve let them do whatever they wanted and you weren't entirely sure if you wanted to be trapped into their lives right now. God knows that this was only the beginning.
Elizabeth glared at James after she watched you run out of the room, “That was all your fault, you couldn’t have just stayed away for a few more hours?” James scoffed, “You’ve had your fair share of having all the fun, this time, my dear, I want in. The others weren’t nearly as endearing as this woman and I’m afraid I will not be backing down.” Elizabeth got up from her position on the bed and promptly left the room, she needed to take out her frustrations somehow. A fresh kill would help with that.
How they react to you wanting to break up with them
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Tate
Tate is a complete wreck, he completely adores you and is borderline obsessed with you. He would do anything and everything to try to convince you that the two of you belong together. If that doesn’t work, he would accept your friendship until you want to date other people. That would be too much for him and he would watch as you have an ‘accident’ so that you are a ghost with him forever in the house.
Kit
After loosing two women that he loved before, it had taken him a while to be able to love you as well. When you told him you wanted to break up, he could take it one of two ways. He could either let you leave because he wanted you to be happy even if it wasn’t with him, or he wouldn’t let you leave. He needed you with him so he wasn’t all alone. He would never hurt you but he would have to put it in your head that you needed him as much as he needed you.
Kyle
Kyle immediately breaks down, you had been there for him for a long time. Almost everything he knew involved you, he loved you. He wouldn’t physically try to stop you leaving him but would mumbling broken sentences as to why you should stay with him as he cries. When you go to hug him to calm him down, he would hold you close and beg you to stay, hoping his vulnerability would convince you to stay.
JImmy
After his mother died, he had clung onto you like never before, it was the main reason why you wanted to break up. Jimmy would be angry at first, blaming himself for not treating you how you deserved. He would then tell you how much you meant to him and that he needs you, “Please baby, I promise I can change, just give me another chance.” He wouldn’t stop talking until he’s sure you weren’t going to leave him.
James
James appears to be very calm and collected when you tell him that maybe it would be best to have a break from each other. He tells you that he understands but in his head, he is hatching a plan to get you back to him. He would have Sally and her little monster to try to scare you back into his arms. If that doesn’t work, he would have John kill you so you wouldn’t be able to leave him again, keeping you forever with him.
Rory
Rory is an emotional person but when you tell him you want to break things off, he is speechless. He would feel like things were good between the two of you so he wouldn’t know what to say. He would have a mental breakdown and just drink his pain away, alone, away from everyone else. He wouldn’t realise that he should’ve fought for you until it was too late and you had moved on.
Kai
Kai’s original reaction is to be angry, he loved you and this is how you repay him? He would be confused as to why you wanted to leave him, but then he would be similar to James and calm down so he can make a plan to bring you back to him. He let you believe you could walk away but you should’ve known that Kai wasn’t going to let you leave that easily.
Evan Peters characters’ favourite body part of yours - Plus Size/Chubby Reader
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Tate
Tate’s favourite body part of yours is your smile. He loves to make you smile and see your face light up with happiness. He will do just about anything to make you happy and make sure that you’re smiling as often as possible. More specifically, he loves your lips and the way they feel against his own. He loves watching you lick and bite your lips when your zoned out and daydreaming, he thinks it’s cute and could watch your mouth for hours and he has done before.
Kit
Kit loves your stomach. Anything that lets him get close to it and he’s all for it. Cuddling? Only if he can out his head on your stomach and press kisses all over it. Hugging? As long as he has his arms around your waist to be able to grab at your tummy. He loves squishing it and tickling you and doing just about anything to it. He knows you don’t like it which makes him love it even more, in a weird way.
Kyle
If asked, Kyle would probably say your breasts to make himself sound like a typical guy but he actually likes your eyes the most. He can’t stop himself from looking into them when you’re zoned out. He likes the way your eyes are so expressive and show your emotions. He’d never tell you this but he thinks they look so pretty when you’re about to cry and your eyes are covered in tears.
Jimmy
No doubt, Jimmy loves your hips the most. It would be extremely difficult to get him to stop touching your hips. He loves to hug you from behind and put his hands on your hips, holding you close to him. Jimmy likes to lie between your legs and wrap his arms around your hips and have your legs wrapped around him. It gives him a sense of comfort and safety that he doesn't usually get to feel.
James
James loves your neck, how kissable it looks when it’s uncovered for him to see. He will happily spend all neck peppering kisses and love bites all over your neck if you allow him to. He enjoys the noises he can pull from you when pleasuring your neck and he loves the sight of your neck with his hand wrapped around it. He feels a sense of accomplishment when he sees your neck bruised from his own mouth, showing everyone who you belong to.
Rory
It's not really a body part but Rory’s favourite thing about you is your laugh. He could listen to it all day long and not get sick of it. Rory is very childish and immature so he needs to be with someone who matches his sense of humour. He loves to make you laugh because you sound so happy and carefree when you laugh for him.
Kai
Kai loves your thighs the most. If you're within touching distance, he will be touching your thighs, that’s a given. Whether you’re sitting next to him on the couch and he puts his hand on your thigh or if he pulls you onto his lap and has his hands rubbing over your thighs, either way he will be touching your thighs. He loves to touch your thighs in the bedroom mostly, his favourite thing is having your thighs either side of his head, pressing against him while he’s going down on you.
