Split (2016)
Dir. M. Night Shyamalan


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Split (2016)
Dir. M. Night Shyamalan
The Beast said eat the rich
Beneath the Storm
(gifs are not mine)
A/N: Don’t. Sit. There. And. Tell. Me. You. Wouldn’t. Go. For. The Beast. From. Split. Don’t. Even. Lie. Like. That. Also lowkey inspired by @elizabethcrumb, love Beauty and the Horde
Sequel/Sister Fic: Deep Trouble
The Beast (Split) X Reader
Summary: You are friend to the Horde, and lover to The Beast. And while you love them all, The Beast claimed you for himself. One day they all go missing, leaving you lonely. But will this dark stormy night be different? *SMUT WARNING NSFW*
It had been almost three weeks since you had seen The Beast, or Dennis, or Hedwig, or any of the horde for that matter. They had all taken off to who knows where, and while you were used to their unpredictable natures, this was the longest they had left you. And the loneliness was seeping into your bones, as well as longing. Pure, unadulterated longing. You sighed into the bathwater as you tried to let the warmth and steam seep into your bones, but you knew only one thing could. And that was the warmth of strong, muscular hands around your waist that pulled you into this strange world. You missed The Beast most of all.
You loved the way his growl sounded in your ear when he would take you from behind, the way he could lift you easily in one arm with his inhumane strength. The way his dominant carnal need for you was never hidden behind mixed signals or timidness. If he wanted you, he wanted you.
You sighed as you lifted yourself out of the tub and wrapped a clean towel around your body, leaving small puddles as you exited the bathroom and went into your bedroom. You hadn’t realized it had gotten so dark while you were sitting in there, but when you reached for the light switch a large hand gripped your wrist before you could reach it, making you yelp in fear.
You stared at the large silhouette before you before catching your breath as the hand moved up your arm and cradled your face. Lightning flashed and the light from the window let you take in the wild, untamed, unhinged figure that you had missed for so long.
“Hello Y/N.”
The Beast POV
He watched you grip the headboard in front of you for dear life as he pounded into your ass, your wanton moans filling the room, spurring him on. The Beast leaned into your shoulder and took in your scent. Sweat mixed with your intoxicating pheromones mixed with your natural musk that drove him carnal with desire. It reminded him of honey. Sweet, sweet honey.
That is the word he would’ve used to described how sweet you tasted to him, as he growled, licking one long stripe in the middle of your back along your spine, never breaking his stride. Your raven hair tousled over your shoulders, almost dripping between your shoulder blades. He felt you shudder as his length grew again within you, and he smirked. Biting his lip as your moans lifted in response to the extra girth, he withdrew from your warmth to quickly and roughly flip you over. He wanted to take in the look of utter bliss and complete submission on your face, watch you as you unravelled piece by piece because of him.
The sudden change in position confused his prey, until bewilderment soon returned to ecstasy as the Beast filled you again with his mighty cock. Your back arched towards him, and the Beast quickly dove a hand under your back to hold you there at the angle where he knew your g-spot would be at his mercy. You tried to grip onto his ridiculously muscled arm next to you as you cried out.
“Oooooh fuck I missed this!”
He chuckled with a low growl as he watched you writhe underneath him. “I am close Y/N, I can feel it.” The Beast groaned as he slowed his pace within you, bringing forth those slow deep strokes that drove you mad. From the tip of his girth, all the way down his length, to the hilt he filled you, slowly building that lust-filled hunger he knew craved and withstood his most rampant ravishings. “Do you want to be the vessel for my offspring, pure one? To fill you so deep with my seed so that you swell with my child?”
His words shot through your body straight down to your core, and he hissed as he felt you clench around him at his words. “Yes! Yes! Fuck yes I want it! Beast please cum inside me and fill me with your child!”
“Then it is done.” The Beast roared as he then lost all control, thrusting into you so powerfully and wildly that all you could do was wrap your hands around his neck as he took you for his pleasure over and over again. You screamed in pleasure at his rough pace, as he arched your pussy so your legs were almost at your head. The bed shook violently as the Beast increased his pace, signalling his near end. “Cum for me!” He roared as he filled you with his seed, and on command you let yourself go, massaging his cock with your orgasm as he grunted, spurting the last thick ropes of cum within you. Of course, while you were spent the Beast still had enough strength to hold himself up above you on the bed with one arm, watching as sleep very quickly took over your spent form. Still holding himself up with one arm he drew the blankets over both of you, before in a low growling grin he uttered four words before you were gone to the world.
“I missed you too.”
SOMETHING IS COMING
"Ten AM for Crumb."
She should have made the association, in all of its levels, from the moment she saw his name in the calendar. Her throat started to close, but before his intimidating aura could suffocate her, she nodded and responded in an overly even tone.
"Yes. Excuse me while I grab the initial paperwork you'll need."
She didn't lose any time swiveling in her chair to open the necessary filing cabinets. Survey, medical release...and here's the folder for their session.
"Can I at least ask what your name is?"
The young woman whipped her head toward the source of the calm voice. He stared her down, grinning with malice but gazing with inner peace and piqued curiosity. The defenses she had built behind her own dark brown eyes from a combination of self-isolation and professionalism crumbled, and she shivered slightly at the sensation that he could see into her soul.
Her voice trembled, but she finally answered, "Casey."
It’s Dark Upstairs - A Split Fanfiction
Posting to AO3 This Week (May 31, 2020)! Official Posting Announcement to Follow!
IT’S FINALLY HERE!
It’s Dark Upstairs is on AO3 now! Go give it a read! (Be sure to take proper precautions and read the tags!)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/24530365/chapters/59227774
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About Welcome To The Family
This week's chapter will not be posted until Sunday, August 11th, as I do not have access to my tablet, which I use to format in HTML, until that time. Thanks to all who have been reading so far! I hope you enjoyed Chapter 5, my personal favorite so far 😁