#ahs 6

Tate Langdon: ew, no. creeps me out. the reason i refuse to watch season 1. -24256363/10

Kit Walker: yeah he's ok, kinda cool. 4/10

Kyle whatever his last name is: cool, ig. dead tho so 2/10

Jimmy Darling: HEHE big brother 💞 i love him smmm i want him as my older bro

JPM: EURGH. NO. I AINT DEALIN W THIS. DISGUSTING. -53648428228225525353533553535355335/10

Roanoke: no. 0/10

Kai Anderson: HE'S LITERALLY RACIST HOW DO YOU ALL LIKE HIM SM WTF LITERALLY -1122333654336363636474578585757756464353553876422282834847474848288

Apocalypse: who

Me:

Chapter One

Chapter Two

I get up to go to my room around two hours later, Room 64. Still drunk, Liz helps me up to the stairs without falling. I thank her multiple times on our way up. In return she hushes me, telling me she can’t even understand me. I giggle stupidly. Once we hit the landing, I hear the same male voice from before. A blurred tall form, presumingly a male, wraps their arms around me.

“Be careful, March. I like her.” I hear Liz say. I smile warmly. She and I immediately clicked in the last two-three hours. She’s like the older sister I never had. The comforting smell of vanilla, coconut and the faint hint of cigarettes fill my nostrils. I lean into the male figure’s scent. His hand rests on my left side, pulling me to my room.

“You smell sooooooooo good. Oh, God.” I moan as I turn my face closer to his body. His chest vibrates with a chuckle that transforms into a full-on laugh. I look up to him, smiling widely. His laugh sounded like an opera singer’s heaven. His face was blurred around the edges but I could see the corners of his mouth turned upwards. From what my vision would allow, his face was beautiful. Dark eyes, that even in my drunken state, were memorizing. A strong jawline, smooth pale skin that was a 180 compared to his dark features. His face was beautiful yet had a sinister edge.

“You have a nice laugh. I like it.” He looked shocked at my confession. No matter how hard I tried to keep my mouth shut, it failed me. He smiled. He shook his head slightly. He opened his mouth but soundlessly, closed it again. I frowned, furrowing my brows. Rude.

“You’re welcome. No reason to say thank you.” I breathed semi-inaudibly. He burst into another bit of laughter. I looked down at the ground. We were moving slowly. Suddenly, I was bratty-feeling.

“Well, Dearest. My sincerest apologies. I indeed would never mean to upset you, love. Thank you very much for your compliment.” His thick accent was prominent in each word he spoke. Even the words he chose to use and his voice was hypnotic. I must be extremely drunk. All I can account for was drinking half a bottle of Vodka and a beer. I am sure that’s it. I hope. I smile at him and nod, accepting his apologies. We finally get to the room. He opens the door for me. I stop him from going it, the memory of Adrian hits me.

“Could you uhm..go in to check no one is in there? I sound ridiculous but I’m paranoid-”

‘Of course, darling. You are not being ridiculous. It is good to be cautious, love.” His rich voice soothes my worries. He puts me closest to the wall for support and goes into the room. He walks around the front room, checking the bathroom, then dining area before coming back to me. “It is safe for you to go in, deary. Do you need any more assistance?” He puts his hands back around my waist before walking me towards the bed. Mrs. Evers replaced the red sheets with dark purple silk sheets and a black comforter. He gently sits me on the bed. I shake my head, silently enjoying the feeling of the soft bed. I messily kick off my shoes and pull my shirt off. The man turns away with reddened cheeks. I quickly grabbed the closest baggy shirt from the bedside table and yanked it over my head.

‘You can turn around now. I’m sorry.” I say quietly. I pull my pants off before he turns around. He smiles down at me, shaking his head.

“You should rest, gorgeous. If you need anything ever, ask for James March down at the front desk. I’m here when you need me.” He says genuinely. I smile again, nodding my head. I stand, wrapping my arms around him. I meant to hug him but practically fell on him. He wrapped his arms around my waist without hesitation. Like he was waiting for this moment. I look up at his face then quickly jump up, kissing his cheek then moving away from him, laying on the bed. He blushed with a huge grin on his face.

“Rest well, darling. I hope to see you soon.” He says as he walks towards the door. I pull the blanket over me, resting on my elbow nodding. He smiles again. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, handsome.” Even after the door shuts, I hear his warm laugh. I lay my head on the pillow and shut my eyes, falling asleep.

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Sunlight shines through my closed eyes waking me up. A groan escapes my lips as the pain hits my head while stretching out. I smack the pillows over my head, curling on my side. Pounding inside me head creates a burning headache I feel throughout my body. As I try to ignore my aches, some smartass decides to knock on my door. What the fuck? If I ignore it, it’ll go away. I repeat this motto to myself till I hear the door open then shut. I jump up, looking towards the door, about to yell but stop once I see a tall man and Liz at the door. He looks so familiar. Was he the man from last night? Did he walk me to my room? I look at Liz. She immediately knew and shook her head ‘Yes’. For some reason, I still felt like I knew him from elsewhere but couldn't place him. Thinking hurt my heart more.

“What in God’s name are you two doing this early? “ I groan. Liz looks confused and laughs.

“Early? It’s one o’clock in the afternoon. Hear, we brought you a little pain reliever. March couldn’t help but want to come with.” She holds out a glass of water and two white little pills. March grabs them and walks over to me, handing them over gently.

“Allow me to properly introduce myself. I’m James, James March. And what is your name darling?” He said sweetly as I down the pills and all the water. He was absolutely gorgeous, a walking version of perfection. His dark chocolate eyes glitter at me beautifully. His wide, perfectly shaped smile made my heart flutter weirdly. I looked away before it becomes anymore awkward.

“Thank you. I’m Lilith. Lilith Duncan.” I repeat how he said his name, which he noticed and smiled at.

“That is a beautiful name for a beautiful woman.” His words make what feels like rapid wasps erupt in my stomach. I blush like a cherry tomato. Does he normally smile so much?

“Again Thank you. That goes to you too, Liz. From what I remember of last night, I enjoyed it. Could we hang out sometime soon?” I ask sincerely.

“Of course. I did too. I’ll uh leave you two. I hear someone at the front desk. Bye Lili.” She waves goodbye and leaves, shutting the door. Lili. Nice. I guess that’s a good sign. I look back to James.

“Then there were two.” I chuckle.

“It would be my honor if you’d go on a date with me tonight? I know we have only been acquaintances for a day but It would be my joy to change that.” He rests his hands over his cane, sitting down beside me.

“I would love to, Mr. March.” I grin, sweetly.

I didn’t realize I wanted kinky sex with edward mott until one of my friends brought it up lmao

WARNINGS: rough sex, dom!edward, sub!reader, not explicit consent, power play

Your eyes opened at precisely 5 o'clock in the morning. Just like yesterday and just like tomorrow. It was part of your everyday routine. Wake up early, make breakfast for the house, but for Edward specifically, and tend to whatever he asked you to do for the rest of the day. 

You were his favorite though, so he never made you do anything too terribly difficult. And you always got to stay inside. It was time however for you to pull yourself out of bed, and make your way upstairs. You slid on your dress you wore every day, and did your hair in a thick braid down your back. You made your way up the stairs from your room in the basement and into the kitchen, opening the large windows and began cooking breakfast for Edward and the rest of the house. Once breakfast was finished you walked down the hall, knocking on everyone's doors to wake them up. But one plate was in your hand, and at the end of the hall, you turned the corner and made your way upstairs to Edward's room, tapping the door lightly.

"Come in." You heard his voice from the inside, firm and demanding. He was always demanding of you, but as said previously, he took care of you. Him being a bit controlling was a small price to pay for such good treatment.

Elsa Mars singing God and Monsters