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Why would you say that?

Hi! Please could you write some angst for Evan Peters' character Kit Walker from the second season of american horror story (asylum), where like Kit and female reader are both inmates in there? Thank you!

Requested by : Anon

Pairings : Kit Walker x Fem Reader 

Universe : American Horror Story

Warnings : Angst, cuss words, shouting, hitting and slut shaming (Dr. Arden to Sister Mary)

This starts with a theird person p.o.v. and later has dialogue

Note : this isn’t assss great but I hope you like it !!

Kit was a new prisoner. But she wasn’t. She was familiar with the rules and impositions in the asylum. She would feel sad for all the new prisoners but once she saw Kit, her eyes melted into his face and suddenly thought that the asylum might not be that bad. But except it was. Her gut feeling had always been so strong. 

Sister Mary had started acting weird since the last past few days. She would sneak into the office of Dr. Arden and leave the door a little open. 

She was walking through the halls after duties, snuck out. She was feeling adventurous and so she took Kit with her. 

“We can’t be here y/n. Aren’t you familiar with the rules?“

“C’mon Kit. Don’t be such a buzzkill. Don’t worry the aliens won’t take you this time. I won’t let them“ she said while turning to him and opened her arms gesturing a hug. He dismissed her sweet little gesture and kept walking till they passed Dr. Arden’s office.

“Psst! y/n come here fast“ he gestured her to keep silent and kept his finger to his lips.

His lips, they look so soft. What all had she done in her mind with those lips of his and the smooth talking he does and the way he walks

She walked silently, tip-toeing to Dr. Arden’s office door and stood behind Kit.

“Sister Mary Eunice! What a slut you are. Have you no shame walking into my office wearing that robe of yours! Get off of my table and close your fucking legs, you slut!“

“Oh relax Doctor, as if you haven’t thought about me fucking you and you pouding yourself into me“

They heard footsteps from behind and didn’t want to take a chance. Kit and y/n slipped into a small room that hadn’t been occupied in a long time. They walked around the dimly lit room and she sat on the bed. All of this was happening so quietly, not even their breaths were audible. But there was so much tension between them. Y/n was sitting on the bed when Kit walked to her side of the small bed and sat beside her. His hands were exploring the bed, its sheets and her hands. 

His eyes were on her hands. They would look so pretty around his neck or holding his own hands

She lighly cleared her throat and said, “So now Sister Jude won’t notice?“

“C’mon y/n. If she sees us she might as well just feed us to Bloody Face.Oh wait. That’s me“ said Kit.

“No but seriously Kit. Think about it. What if you are bloody face? Would you kill me too?“ She asked him. She shifted just a little closer to him. They were apart yet so close to each other. She could hear his breathing and he could see her breathing. 

“Why would you say that? Do you think I am bloody face?“ he said.

“Kit I was just kidding. Calm down.“ she said.

He was still sitting there when he again said “Why would I lie about Alma? You know Grace was right about you. You are not a nice person and definitely have no idea when to say what”. He said all this while whispering and shouting.

“I-i-i am so sorry Kit. Genuinely; like i ne-never thought of it that way. I’m sorry.“

After a very breif pause, she said “Grace told you what about me?”

“We were just making converstaion about general things in the asylum. That’s it. You have nothing to worry about. Not like we had sex again.“

Y/n and Kit were not a ‘thing’ when he and Grace accidently made a baby. Grace annoys the hell out of y/n. Especially when she utters Kit’s name out of her mouth. 

In her stupid accent, that murderer would just blabber about Kit and how he fucked her and not y/n. And now this lady had to be pregnant. What a coincidence. She could’ve easily just beaten herself in the head while they were fucking each other in the kitchen. 

“Hey hey. It was nothing. It was right after you know we- i- had sex... with her. But it was just that once. She told me stuff about you that you killed her family but i know that it isn’t true. I trust you y/n. Even if it’s in this asylum“.

By now, she was furious. Not at Grace, not at the sisters, not her inmates but Kit. 

To be honest they were both being totally unreasonable.

“When was the last time you spoke to Grace at all?“

“Uh well, just like maybe um two days earlier“ he said questioning his own memory.

“Why?“

“What do you mean by ‘why’? “

“Why were you talking to Grace at all?!“ She whisper-shouted at Kit with an angry face.

“Wait. So now you’re telling me that I cannot talk to Grace? the mother of my child?“

“Oh my god. You’re being so dramatic Kit.“

They were both whisper-shouting at each other that they were so close and could feel each others breaths on their lips. 

“I don’t like Grace.“ she said.

“Neither do I“.

They got so into each other while taking off their clothes when they heard-

“And so neither do I” said another voice. It was Dr. Thredson wearning the Bloody Face mask.The prisoners had a silent deadly facial expression 

So I heard you want fluffier requests!

I hope this doesn't sound too weird but I was thinking maybe reader telling Evan she's pregnant on Father's Day. Like she gives him a fathers day gift and hes like wtf and then realizes. (and maybe including a little snippet of the baby making 👀)

A lovely gift

Ass title again. Also it's not weird at all!! Btw I'm 18 so if this is horrible do not blame me. I have no experience in serious relationships but I'm gonna try my best. Also this is like the easiest of my requests lol so I'm working on it first 😅

Tw: celebration and evan kinda freaking out cuz he's got a baby?? I would freak out too honestly (in his position)

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Evan obviously didn't expect to have anything today. He had actually mailed a card for his dad.. but he never would've thought he'd receive a card. Never.

You guys did pretty kinky stuff.. but you were somewhat careful. But neither of you really expected anything like pregnancy. Especially you.

It had started a two weeks back. Your stomach had started to hurt.. and what you dreaded the most was missing your period. You had morning sickness, and after talking about it with your 'wise' mother she said you were definitely pregnant. Definitely.. so, you went to a local store to get a test, and some things to cover it up.

Once you got home, you knew it was time. You felt like it was some rollercoaster.. but that also could've been your symptoms. So, you took the test and set it on the counter of the bathroom, leaning against the door while you bit your nails. You were nervous.. rightfully so. What if evan didn't want a kid? What if he just.. left?

Evan wasn't that type of guy. People would give him more shit if he did.. so you prayed he didn't. He wouldn't.. and you moved up, your feet sticking to the tile, sticking to another while you leaned on the counter. Two lines.

The next few days were awful. You had horrible stomach problems and you honestly had no idea how to tell evan what was going on. You couldn't keep hiding having to throw up every morning.. Evan would catch on eventually.

Father's day was on Sunday, and today was Friday. You were nervous. You had spoken about it with your doctor instead of your mom, and she was sweet about it. But she provided you with no ideas.. so it was back to your mom. Evan was gone.. for work obviously so your mom came over and helped you out.

You were going to give him a card on Sunday. A little father's day card. Your mom took the responsibility to get the card, and you were fine with that. You honestly didn't want to go anywhere. Even with no baby bump you weren't going in public. No way.

She got a card, it was pretty cute. A little drawing on the front and a inside like normal. Nothing special, but you were going to make it very special. You signed it, then put the congrats and left it on the counter for him to get home.

Sundays he always had something to do so he'd be back at 9, which wasn't an issue. You sat at a stool by that counter all day. Scrolling on your phone, getting water.. things like that. But finally you heard the keys in the door.. and the little squeak of evans shoes in the door.

"Oh- hey, sweetie." He smiled, setting down his keys in the same spot everytime. You looked up at him, smiling as well. "Hey." You moved up to give him a quick kiss, but now was the time for the card. You held it behind your back, moving up to him before putting it on the counter.

Evan looked down at the card, opening it up and reading the little message you had given him. He looked up at you, a confused face before his eyes went back down to the card. Happy father's day.. father's.

He looked back up, turning to you and staring for a second, then hugging you deeply. You hugged him back, but he wasn't a very vocal person.

"You're pregnant?" He whispered, pulling back a little to see your eyes. You nodded, almost a little scared, but that all changed when he smiled. His eyes wrinkled, his dimples showing as he laughed some, looking at the card once more. "You're pregnant." He stated, the smile still on his face. Part of him couldn't believe it, but the other was having a wonderful time. He liked processing this information. He almost felt like dizzy, but he wasn't gonna pass out.

"How long have you known?" He looked back at you, the smiled showing how happy he was. He stared into your eyes, taking a deep breath. You were pregnant.. how crazy. It was so weird to him. He had never even thought about kids, but he wasn't going to make you leave. Never. He wanted the kid, he'd happily cradle a baby every night and make them shut up when they cry.

You did hesitate some from the question. You didn't actually know fully. "Like uh.. 3 weeks I think." You answered smiling a little yourself. Evan looked a little worried. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He hugged you once more, making sure not to put a lot of pressure on you. You just hugged him back sighing.

"I was scared. I'm sorry." He pulled back, looking at you with his brows furrowed. "Don't say that. Don't be sorry." He kissed you once more, giggling a little to himself. "We've got a kid. Wait, do you want a kid? I'm okay with a kid but are you okay with a kid?" He said quickly. He had assumed you were okay with it since you seemed happy about it, and you just laughed a little at how adorable he was. "Yes.. I'm okay with a kid." You answered, looking up at him while you giggled some.

Even though you didn't have a baby bump, evan still decided to look down at your stomach. He let out a little "wow", but then he hugged you once more. It was a lot to take in, but you thought evan did it in a sweet way. Just like how he did everything else.

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Rlly short again, sorry!! I'm like really rushed rn so I do apologize. And another sorry for the late upload. It's currently 4am for me idk what it is for you but sorry if I make your phone ding.

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Just ask to be put on there btw!! Dm or reply is fine I don't mind :)

I kinda wanna start writing for Evan Peters and his caracthers, like i have a idea of something with Kai Anderson where the reader is a famous singer, just like lana vibes on ultraviolence where she says:

Cause I'm your jazz singer

And you're my cult leader

I love you forever…

And the reader is pretty popular so theres kinda this angst where the fans are worried and not really happy of her "being" with him and she is super obsessed with him and he is kinda manipulative but deeply likes her so like, they both have a emotional attachment to eachother.

Let me know if you guys would like.

First I Love you

Islands in the Stream plays on the record player while Evan sips on his steaming cup of coffee on the couch in her living room.

Y/n is humming along to the lyrics, her hips swaying as best they can since she’s sitting in her squeaky wooden chair. This perks Evan's ears making his eyes blink in her direction, the warm atmosphere makes his heart squeeze tight and burst from the seams.

The vanilla ice cream with caramel chunks makes y/n hum at the goodness of the sweet dessert. She sings along quietly, she’s timid for him to hear her even though he repeatedly tells her to never be shy around him.

“You do something to me that I can’t explain hold me closer and I feel no pain. Every beat of my heart we got something…”

Her lips purse together when she feels Evan's strong arms wrap around her shoulders, she giggles once he pecks her cheek over and over, his smile feels so soft against her cheek. Evan pulls back with a content sigh, she holds up her spoon up towards his lips.

“Keep singing, please” he encourages.

“Want a taste?” She avoids his request causing him to playfully roll his eyes.

“Thought you’d never ask”

Evan sighs dramatically taking a bite of the ice cream. Y/n raises her eyebrows and rests her head back against his chest.

They stay quiet for a moment just enjoying the feeling of each other in the quiet moment of the evening that they created, locked away from the world.

Evan feels safe and he feels happy. Evan decides then that it’s time to tell her. He's not sure how and it feels like he has never given his heart to anyone like this before. His palms are clammy, his chest starts to tighten as he watches her expression turn playful while she watches his chest puff up like he's about to cliff dive. She’s sweeter than honey and he lovers her.

“I love you” he decides to spill. He says it with force, it’s loud enough to hear over the music and he feels y/n freeze her jaw as she swallows off the spoon of ice cream.

She squirms around and Evan lets go of his hold on her. She turns her whole body to face his, he’s standing tall and she feels herself shrink at his towering stance and the candles around her small apartment illuminate his figure. She stands up quickly realizing the silence around them and she knows he is probably feeling so shy, you’d never think he would be, but she knows him too well.

“I love you” They both giggle at her reaction, she wraps her arms around him as he shows his pearly whites.

“Sorry… I- I couldn’t speak for a second. You make me nervous sometimes” she admits.

“You make me nervous too… funny after all this time, huh?”

“Mhm” she hugs him tighter.

“I love you, I love you, I love you” he whispers before kissing her hair.

is there a part 3 of dangerously yours?

Yeah uhm, if you check my masterlist you'll see that I do actually have a slot for part three I just have to write it, and i have requests and stuff so yeah it'll happen though i promise

May i request Fluff with evan peters pls 👉🏻👈🏻😳

So here's that story sorry if its a little cringe, but I like it. I used how Evan said he felt playing kai on American horror story as the basis fr this fic. Hope you like it.

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Warning: none, just cringe maybe

Words:471

A/n: Please be sure to leave me some feedback, a follow and a reblog.  But please enjoy  Please THIS IS NOT NO FREE USE YOU CANNOT PLAGIARIZE OR REPOST MY WORK ON THIRD PARTY SITES!!!

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To say that Evan was tired was an understatement, he was drained. The role of Jeffery Dahmer was taking its toll on his mental and physical health. Usually when he came home, he would give a kiss before taking a shower and coming back downstairs to help me finish cooking dinner. But lately, he just goes straight upstairs and stays there until I come up for bed. Today was his first day off in a while so I of course dragged him out of bed to go on a full day date with him. It was mostly just planning for our wedding but it just the easy stuff like cake tasting, finalizing catering, and then just some relaxing.

“Can’t we just stay in? I don’t want to move” he whined, I’ve currently been pulling his arm for five minutes and he wouldn’t budge.

“No, get up. We are going on this outing whether you want to or not. So help me Evan if you’re not up within the next 5 minutes, you will see a side of me that you will wish didn’t exist” I yelled at him, I let go of his arm as he slowly climbed out of bed. He looked upset and tired, it kind of hurt to see him so upset about going out with me.

“Darling, can’t we-“ he was saying until I cut him off.

“Get in the shower, make yourself look and smell presentable. I know that you are in a funk because of filming but that doesn’t mean you need to smell like it. There is no arguing about what we’re are doing today, Evan” I said calmly, he walked into the bathroom as I went downstairs in our home to make him a coffee. After a good 45 minutes he came downstairs, I handed him his coffee and he gave me a small smile.

“Now, first up we have to talk about the catering for the wedding. Is there any other foods that we should add?” I asked him enthusiastically

“How about we add more salad options.” He replied, I wrote that note down on the menu for the caterers along with adding some cupcakes for the kids.

“Okay, so all we have left to pick are the drinks.” I said, he thought for a minute before speaking.

“Red and white wine, sodas for the kids. You know the usual drinks, we are almost at our budget. But in just 4 short months I will be married to the most beautiful person in the world” he cooed, I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

“Bout time you realized it, how long were you going to sulk. I don’t like to see you so sad and upset, Evan.” I said, he gave an apologetic look and pulled me close to him.