Summary: Y/n Tries To Leave When Kai Requests She Have His Messiah Baby

Summary: y/n tries to leave when kai requests she have his messiah baby

Warnings: angry/mean Kai, non-con, rough, kai is the warning really, blood?

you’ve been warned if you don’t wanna read it, don’t xxox

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"Winter I don't care if your brother has taken a liking to me, I'm not joining and I'm certainly not having a baby with that psychopath" I say gathering my things to leave

I had been staying with Winter until I find a new place but since I arrived all kinds of weird shit has been happening but Kai wanting me to join a cult and have a messiah baby that was by far enough for me to want to leave here.

"Please y/n don't make this harder than it has to be" Winter begs knowing how messy this situation could become

I however thought it was very simple, grab my stuff, leave and never return here.... How wrong I was, a fool if you will.

"I'm sorry if he will be angry with you but I'm going I'm not doing that" I shed a few tears thinking about what Kai might do to Winter if I leave.

I go downstairs and make my way to the front door

"y/n leaving so soon?" Kai says coming up from the basement

"I- yes I have a new place so I will be moving out"  I start to sense danger in Kai's presence

"When?" He asks detecting my lies

Almost immediately Kai understands that y/n must've turned down his request for her to join them and have his baby. Hence her hurry to leave she was afraid of him, which he liked.

"Right now" I deadpan and turn to open the door my hands rattle the handle yet it doesn't open.

"Yeahh, that only opens with a key" He smiles as I whip my head around the face him

"so open it Kai, let me out please"

Winter comes down the stairs with her head low she feels horrible for her friend right now but there is nothing she can do, her brother is making her do this.

Winter now at the bottom of the stairs stands next to Kai.

"Take her downstairs" He tells his sister

And I instantly shake my head at her a silent plea to please do something.

"Y/n come" Winter puts her hand out but I make no movement standing frozen in place.

"Alright Y/n I gave you the easy way, go with Winter right now or I'll have to do things my way" These harsh words roll off Kai's tongue and I can tell his patience is wearing thin.

"Please don't, I won't say anything about this to anyone" I beg them both looking between Winter's sorry eyes and Kai's angry ones.

"Last chance y/n" He states now moving forward to stand in front of me.

"Say Yes and I promise I’ll be gentle" He looks down on me oddly calm which I think is more chilling than his rage

I look up at him with tears in my eyes and whisper out a small

"no kai"

This clearly angered him as he grabbed both of my arms pulling me against his body. I thrash myself about and scream for him to let me go but my cries fall upon deaf ears.

He grabs a fist full of my long brown hair and rips my head back so I am looking at him and stop being difficult.

"My way it is then" He laughs at my scared state and he gets much enjoyment out of how my face dropped at his words.

He starts to pull me by my arm and I claw at his arm that is pulling me along , drag my legs, try to put as much weight down as I can to make it harder to pull me along but none of it worked, he shut the basement door and begins to pull me down the stairs.

"STOP" He yells as I thrash again as we get to the bottom of the stairs

"Let me go, this is sick and twisted" I finally show a bit of bravery once again not understanding how much I was about to endure, mentally and physically.

To my surprise he does release me and I instantly rub my arm where I can see bruises forming from his super harsh grip on me.

"I'm not having sex with you Kai, you don't have my consent" I cross my arms across my chest looking him dead in the eye

"Oh no, oh dear I don't have your consent" He mocks and laughs while walking his fingertips across my skin which causes me to jump at the gentle but unwanted contact

"That won’t keep me up at night sweetheart" He smiles at me before pushing me backwards onto the couch my little sun dress flops up a little bit at the force exposing my pink panties to Kai.

"Now are we ready to switch to the easy way?" He asks me looking directly at my now exposed area.

My eyes go wide as I realise he means am I going to be good and let him fuck me or is he going to have to force me.

I sigh nodding my head and stay put, I don't want this but I feel better knowing I have the bar and can't even get pregnant, I'm going to fucking spring it on him. And I will win. Getting my revenge for this harsh treatment.

"good choice" He leans down to lift off my dress

I lift my arms so he can take it off

"You are beautiful baby" He states looking at my exposed breasts

He leans down and catches my lips in a kiss to which I return.

He breaks the kiss and puts his hands on my chest playing with my breasts.

I look down at his jeans to find he has a raging boner that is begging to be let out.

I look up at him to see he is already looking at me and I think to myself when should I spring on him that I am useless to him.

I smile at him widely containing my laughter and he looks skeptical of me all of a sudden.

"What is it?" He huffs out rolling his eyes

"Oh nothing i just remembered something though" I say standing up from the couch

"Yeah and what is that?" He smirks once again playing with my nipples and he takes off his belt and pulls his dick out of his underwear.

I kiss his hands and he smiles thinking I am submitting to this and maybe will even suck him off, I bring his hand to rub my upper arm moving it around and pushing his fingers into my arm and then his face goes hard and I know he feels it.

"You little bitch" he laughs out almost in disbelief

"Yeah Goodluck getting me pregnant you asshole" I shove him away and turn to pick up my dress which lays on the floor before the couch

As I bend over to grab it Kai shoves me down holding the back of my neck and swiftly pulls my panties down to which I let out a yelp at the sudden force

"What are you doing" I reach back to fight him off and he grabs my hands and holds them behind my back, I feel him push his tip against my exposed entrance.

"Trying my luck getting you pregnant" He starts to push into me and I lean towards the couch so he can't 

"no stop it's 99% effective Kai, I won't get pregnant" I become scared he is going to fuck me anyway I have a sinking feeling he will

"Oh well I'll just keep trying until you get pregnant" He says and forces himself into me and I clench trying to not allow him in but I think it just gave him more pleasure

"fuck" he grunts once he is in all the way

"Ah" I whine out and try to move away and he roughly grabs my hips and starts roughly pounding into me

"bet you thought this was clever huh tell me about the birth control and I would give up huh?"

"Yes" I scream out not sure if I am replying to him or if he is hitting a spot that I enjoyed

He keeps pounding into that spot and I hear the noise of him going into me changing because my body is responding to him.

"Fuck you Kai" I feel my high approaching not wanting it to

He leans over me and starts rubbing my clit and I scream out as orgasm washes over me and onto his dick which makes him moan.

"Fuck" he moans out

A few more deep thrusts and he is spilling his load into me to which I whine.

He pushes in and out a few more times pumping his cum in and out and I continue to whine at this feeling of him.

He finally pulls out and I quickly reach for my dress and he grabs it from me

"Just stop you got what you wanted Kai" I let my tears fall

"Not really like you said it's very effective" He grabs something from his back Jean pocket which I can't see.

He manhandles me onto my back and straddles

my waistline so I can't move. He holds up a switchblade, I feel my face go white and I feel sick.

He looks at my arm and holds it in place

"I'm sorry Kai please don't, I'll get it removed by a doctor if that’s what you want I swear please don't" I cry as he slowly runs the sharp blade across my skin

"It's alright baby you are getting it removed, as punishment" he kisses my tears

And I feel a burning on my arm and I look at it and see crimson blood my face goes more white I start to feel faint and then I feel Kai's fingers, I scream for him to stop.

He lifts his bloody hand to my face holding the bar with his fingers and I finally pass out from the pain.

I honestly feel like Tate would be as loving and clingy to his s/o as you’ve described Eddie Munson 🥹💙

YES!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE CORRECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Literally all Tate wants is to spend time with you and maybe some mood stabilizers. That's it. He never cared too much for poker or boardgames or cooking or movies or dancing until he met you, but now he loves them because it's you he gets to do it with. He couldn't give a shit about whatever he’s doing, all he cares about is if you're doing it with him, if he's doing it with you. You're like a security blanket to him, he wants to go everywhere with you, he always wants your arms wrapped around him so he can bask in your soft touch and familiar comforting smell. He loves kissing you too because how could he not??? But also cause he loves how soft and blushy you get at his touch, he loves the way you lean into him and stop thinking for a moment when he pulls away until you come back to your senses. He's so vulnerable and so full of passion sometimes he yearns for you so much his body aches. Everything feels right around you, it's like you recalibrate the whole world and it all makes sense and feels less chaotic. You can read him really well at this point, but he doesn't realize it. He thinks you can tell what he needs because you're just that perfect, that much of a walking miracle that you just know. Sometimes when things get overwhelming for either of you you'll just lay in your bed all cuddled up and listen to music together until you get bored or hungry or fall asleep, and whenever you do he thinks he could stay like this forever. He doesn't know what heaven or the afterlife or the good place is like (and he's sure he couldn't get there if he tried) but unless you're there it wouldn't matter anyway. It can't be heaven if you're not there. The nicest thing he's ever told you (besides how much he loves you, which he could fill books with) is how great your music taste is. There hasn't been one song made after 1998 that he’s liked except the ones you show him. Maybe you just know him well enough to recommend the good ones or maybe that's just the overlap in your music taste, but here’s never had a bad thing to say about any songs you've shown him.

I Don’t Share - Kai Anderson

Plot: Reader is the only person who Kai Anderson ever really listened to.

Word count: 1899

Warnings: SMUT, Manipulative reader, Smoking, Blood, Aggressive Sex, Mocking, It’s AHS Cult so it’s gonna be dark, Misogyny

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Could you do one of Tate on a rainy day?

Rain and Cake Wars(Tate Langdon)

summary: you and tate watch cake wars on a rainy day

no warnings, just like one bad word lol

hi! thankyou for sending in the requests, i love getting requests always! i didn’t know if you wanted smut or fluff but the request sounded like fluff so…i hope you like it :)

Your house was extra dark and gloomy today since it was rainy and cloudy outside. You liked it though. The rain comforted you and so did the lack of light. You laid in your bed listening to music, trying to drown out the noise of your parents watching tv-the volume almost at 100. As you laid in your bed with the only light source being your lava lamp, you heard a rustling noise. You look up where your lava lamp was because you couldn't see anywhere else. The noise stopped and all you could hear again was the rain pounding on your window and your music. You closed your eyes again. Then the same noise repeated. Your heart sank, you jump up from your bed and see Tate. Before you could scream from the surprise in the corner of your room, Tate put his hand over your mouth. "Shh, it's just me." Tate whispered. It's not like you were afraid of Tate, he just always manages to startle you whenever he makes an entrance. Tate lowered his hand slowly. "You know, you should really give me some kind of warning that you're here instead of creepily stumbling in from the dark." You huffed. Your heart still going 80 miles an hour. "I'm sorry.." Tate apologized. You gave sighed and gave him a hug, "Glad you're here though." Tate smiled, "So, what do you wanna do?"

You and Tate end up cuddled in your bed, watching baking shows. You liked watching these with Tate. Not only were you comforted by the rain but Tate and Cake Wars?! Nothing felt like a better day. Tate glided his thumb over your hand. It was the moments like these were you could just forget the rest of the world. "Bet you that girls gonna get out. She really fucked up when she forget to take the cake out of the oven." Tate laughed. You laughed with him. "Tell me what you do when you're not with me Tate." You said. Tate was stuck in the house 24/7 and he's not always with you so you wondered, what does the teenage blonde do?  "Well...I mingle with the other ghosts sometimes." He responded. "Like who?" You asked. "Not much of a good pick here but the most people I talk to is Moira...I play with Beau sometimes, and Nora is the sweetest to me." Tate replied. You thought about the list of people he named. Moira seemed weird, you weren't sure what they would really talk about. Beau was his brother so that's not so out of the ordinary. Nora is like a second mom to him so that's definitely not weird. 

"That's all you do?" You questioned. "Well when i'm not with you, i'm thinking about you so I guess you could say that's not the only thing I do." Tate smirked. "Also when you hear music and don't know where it's coming from, that's probably me." "I also mess with your dad sometimes...knock books off the shelf, turn the lights off and on- you know, ghost things." You laughed, now you know why your dad feels like he's crazy sometimes. You had nothing to worry about, you trusted Tate. "Hm, what an interesting ghost life you live." You smiled at Tate. He kissed you on the forehead. "No more talking, we're gonna miss who gets eliminated." Tate said. You put your attention back onto the screen. The girl Tate was sure was gonna lose, was eliminated from the show. "Told you." Tate snickered.

Dream With A Pregnant S/O Would Include...

Request: Yay! Requests are open! If your comfortable with it, could we get some headcanons with Morpheus having a pregnant s/o? I sense some angst due to the fact he lost his first child

This was actually very angsty to write but I hope this is alright my lovely, thank you for the request! Also I still haven’t read the comics yet (shame on me I know I deserve it), so I had to a little research so sorry if this is really OOC <3

(I do not own the Sandman or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @darklinsblog.)

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Oh my cheekbone man, my ass is quaking at the amount of eyeliner you manage to flawlessly put on while mine smudges till I look like a drowned skunk, my icon so pale you might as well be see through and wearing a face so pouty it’s like you’re smelling you’ve ripped and constantly have to smell a terrible fart 24/7 I want to give you a little smooch so bad my baby girl coded fashonista you’re the worst man ever I love you always and forever cat man.

Okay back to a more fitting tone for these slightly angstier headcanons!

It had been just a normal day: you were trying to help Lucienne clean up the ledgers she had been scouring through and left abandoned all over the gilded tiles. Every time you picked one up and started seeking out the correct shelf, Dream would distract you by appearing round the nearest corner of stacked books and chasing you through the dusty paraphernalia until you were near knocking over ancient volumes. It was the most joyous you had seen him in ages, as soon as he had managed to manifest in front of you and pin your wrists up against the creaking volumes. One minute you were giggling, trying to wriggle away from him, and the next his face is hovering over yours before he leans down to press a lingering kiss against your lips. The smirk seems to grow and bloom across his face, like the first breath of a beguiling spring when your waist bucked up against his and made him break away, leaning on his elbow to overshadow you with his adoring glow. Eventually, before he could relent and dip down for more, Lucienne has managed to cough loud enough to catch the Lord of Dreaming’s attention, asking him to step aside for a word.

What you couldn’t see, when he brushed his fingers down the side of your cheek and stepped off with his back to you, was what Lucienne was holding in her arms. Opening up the crisp pages, she shows Dream the newest ledger for the Dreaming, and the footnote on the bottom of page five hundred and two that has suddenly appeared: a new, faint heartbeat has risen over the last week within the dream world - one that seems to be connected to your own. For the first time in over several millennia, Dream is shocked to the point of inanimation; the book slips through his fingers and cracks down in shoots of thunder onto the marble floor. You creep over behind him, your heart pattering against your breast at the way his eyes have widened large enough to fit all of Saturn’s rings inside of their ethereal luminesce as he stares down at a new scuff on his shoes with intense concentration. Lucienne has managed to excuse herself and backed slowly out towards the door, so startled by the hailstones that seem to be cast in furious hurls across Dream’s placidly contorting face. When you finally dare to step round and press a cupped hand to the back of Morpheus’ neck, he finally blinks when you press a kiss to his chalcedony cold cheek. ‘Are you alright, my love. I- I hope Lucienne had no news that… perturbed you so-’. Before you could even finish your stammering thought, Dream has turned and tucked his arms around you so tightly you fear you may pop into shards of transient beauty right there and then. 

From time to time, while he’s not away on business in the waking world, he’ll spend every moment of his free time sitting beside you on your shared throne. After a moment of warm solitude shared between the two of you, the feeling of his forehead depressing from your own is replaced by him slipping down the seat. Crouched now on the floor by your feet, his cape crinkles and rustles like violet drops of stardust across the planes of your touching feet. He dips his head down till he’s staring at your belly button, observing it as a hand raises to spread like growing vine over the stretching skin. With intense concentration, he brings the shell of his ear down: with each sense, with each fibre of his wistful being, he tries to absorb all he can about this life growing inside of you. Although he’s far too pride-stricken to ever admit to it, the tears that cascade down the curve of his nose and fall down sweetly onto the inside of your thigh gives away just how enraptured he’s become in dreams of this new life.

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tate’s a needy boy

y’all know the flow. we’re back. I realise that my last post wasn’t that good so I’ll try to do It better this time dw. I have to admit that I was thinking more about kit than tate in this one lmaaooo, hope y’all will enjoy it. 

tags : dom!reader x sub!tate

warnings : HEAVY mommy issues, needy!tate, he whimpers and begs a lot oml, beating and slapping, degradation, teasing lots of it, and I think that’s it ?

enjoy 💋

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