#kyle spencer fic

[evanpfics]

Restless Nights - Kyle Spencer ( fluff )

This has post-death Kyle in it, so he is still struggling with speech, thoughts, etc.

If you have any feedback let me know, anything helps since I struggle with spelling and grammar. Any criticism helps.

Warnings: none

You have been staying at the school of witches for quite awhile. You enjoyed your time there allowing yourself to explore freely and focus on getting your powers under control.

You were able to make hallucinations come to life.. well at least be able to allow people to see certain hallucinations.

It took a lot of work being able to get into the mind of more than one person at a time to make whatever you wanted them to see become ‘real’.

After awhile of being able to practice your skill you felt very tired out. You make your way up the stairs and into your room after a long days work.

As you enter the room you can see Kyle sitting on your bed watching his tablet seeming to be very drawn into what he was watching.

You decide to take a quick shower and change into some comfortable clothing. You lit some candles and set them on your night-stand as you see the sun starting to set, it was 8:03PM.

You tap Kyle on his shoulders causing him to jolt up being suprised from the sudden touching since he was so interested in his tablet.

“Time for bed, Kyle” You told him as you gently look of his headphones.

He looked a bit disappointed but nodded and handed you the tablet. You set the tablet and headphones inside your night stand drawer.

You didn’t hate the idea of sharing rooms with him, he was a sweet heart, but it wouldn’t be your first choice. Since so many witches been coming here it has been hard having to find spacing. So multiple people had to be grouped together in rooms, just hated the idea of having to be the only one who had to share a bed with someone else.

As you and Kyle lay next to each other facing opposite sides you can feel yourself drifting to sleep.

You wake up to him lightly groaning while moving around the bed trying to find different positions to finally get comfortable.

You sit up on the bed rubbing your eyes looking over at him.

“Kyle? It’s time for bed sweetie. What are you doing?” You placed your hand on his arm.

He got a bit startled and sat up along with you.

“T—Tiiired..” He said sounding a bit upset as if he was on the verge of tears. You couldn’t help but feel at least a bit bad.

You stared at your clock seeing the time be 2:30AM, poor boy couldn’t sleep this whole time.

You cupped his cheek into your hand and rubbed your thumb gently on his cheek.

“Poor honey, you must be so exhausted, huh?” He looked up at you with very tired eyes. You can tell he hasn’t slept good in awhile from the eye-bags forming.

You smiled at him gently before laying on your side, you tapped the spot in front gesturing him to lay next to you.

He positioned himself next to you allowing you to big spoon him.

You closed your eyes allowing yourself to see how far your ability can go.

You formed an hallucination of a very starry night sky above you guys, twinkling stars being able to shine beautifully above you guys.

Kyle looked up in surprised with a shocked look on his face.

“P—Pretty” He said as he enjoyed the sight of the twinkling bright stars above him.

You began to play with his hair massaging his head here and there to allow him to relax more.

You can see his eyes fluttering shut then opening randomly, you can tell he was still struggling to sleep but not as bad.

You rubbed the side of his arm gently causing him to fall asleep after a bit.

You found yourself slowly beginning to fall asleep yourself from your rhythmic movements.

“Goodnight, Kyle.”

You whispered as you faded in your sleep, your formed hallucination soon following.

Thank you for reading!

If you have any suggestions or criticism on stuff I need to fix/work on let me know.

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[kit-walk3r]

Hey so can you write a fluff with Kyle, post death?

Like you guys are at the coven house n everything and the two of you share a bedroom, not the same bed. But anyway, Kyle was having trouble pronouncing words and you got him like a tablet so he could like play educational games or something. Or you play music for him and try and teach him the lyrics of like a Lana del ray song or your favorite song if you'd like! :)

Okay I love this! Unfortunately I don’t really know any Lana Del Ray songs so instead I used the song he sings in the tattoo parlour, I hope that’s okay :)

Rosanna (Kyle Spencer x fem!reader)

You find a new way of teaching Kyle and have fun along the way.

Warnings: none

You were sitting on your bed, reading, when you heard a loud thud and looked up to see Kyle drop his tablet on the floor in frustration. He was trying out a new learning program, and obviously it wasn’t going well. Sighing, you placed your book down and walked over to Kyle’s bed where he sat with his head hung in shame.

“Kyle, what’s wrong?” You asked, bending down to pick up the discarded tablet before taking a seat next to him on the bed.

“C-can’t do it,” Kyle stuttered. He didn’t look up at you. “Stupid.”

“You’re not stupid,” you reassured him, placing the tablet on the nightstand before shifting so you were fully facing him. He still refused to look up at you, so you placed your fingers under his chin and gently lifted his head so that he met your gaze. “I promise you, you’re not.”

Kyle just huffed in defeat.

The digital learning games had been working great so far and had really helped Kyle come along with his speaking from where he was just a few months ago. However, the past couple of weeks they hadn’t been as useful and you noticed how Kyle was growing more and more frustrated.

It was sad. Kyle had been doing so well. He’d reached the point where he was able to form basic sentences and knew what to say if he wanted or needed something, but now he was just sort of stuck. He wasn’t taking in any more information. Perhaps the tablet had lost its use.

You thought for a moment. Kyle needed a new method of learning and, as much as you wanted to, you just didn’t have the time to stay and teach him yourself full time. He needed something fun, something that might stimulate his mind perhaps more creatively, instead of just leaving him to look at a screen for long hours of the day. But what?

You looked around the room for any sort of ideas. Books weren’t helpful, Kyle’s reading ability was still very limited. Maybe the television? Kyle enjoyed watching movies, maybe you could find some fun learning videos to help, or some children’s tv shows that helped educate them. He might enjoy those.

Then your gaze landed on a pair of headphones sitting on your own nightstand. Of course!

Music.

You knew that Kyle had been a big music fan before he died. Maybe music wouldn’t just help him learn words, it could help him remember things. It was worth a shot. Pulling out your phone, you quickly found one of Kyle’s social media profiles and flicked through to see if you could find any examples of music he liked to listen to.

You came across a video he was tagged in. It looked like a very drunk Kyle doing karaoke at some party, singing along badly to the song Rosanna by Toto. You rolled your eyes, of course that would be Kyle’s choice of music. You continued to watch the video for a couple of moments, and felt a pang of sadness when you saw how happy and carefree Kyle looked. You checked the date. The video was posted just three days before the crash.

Kyle grunted next to you and you turned to see that he was also watching the video with rather sad eyes. You wondered if he realised that it was him in the video singing. You quickly closed the video.

“I’ve got an idea,” you smiled. Quickly grabbing your headphones, you plugged them into your phone and extended one of the earbuds to Kyle. He looked at it blankly, not knowing what to do with it so you put it in his ear for him before doing the same for you. You found the song Kyle had been singing in that video, Rosanna, and pressed play.

Kyle flinched at the sudden loud sound of the intro to the song and you repressed a giggle at his surprised reaction. You watched him intently, looking for any sign of recognition, but Kyle’s face just stayed sort of blank. Maybe this wouldn’t work, after all.

However, just a few moments before you were ready to accept defeat Kyle closed his eyes and slowly began to hum the tune. Your own eyes widened at his obvious recognition and you couldn’t withhold the grin from your face as Kyle’s hums got louder and louder. He began to sway along to the song too, and you laughed at how much he was enjoying the music. He started mumbling too, and you realised that he was attempting to sing along. There were a few words he was able to say, but the majority was unidentifiable mumbles.

Overjoyed with how well this seemed to be working, you began to sing along too. You didn’t know much of the words, so your own attempt sounded rather similar to Kyle’s. But it was fun, something that had so desperately been missing from Kyle’s life since his resurrection.

In this moment he didn’t look like a boy who could barely speak or read or write. He didn’t look like a boy who had faced death and been stitched back together mismatched. A boy who had no control over his life anymore. He just looked like a boy, singing along to music with a girl.

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It’s a bit shorter than usual but I hope this was okay! I love writing Kyle 🥰 Thank you for the request!

Remember, requests are open!

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[babygorewhore]

I literally have the cutest Kyle Spencer fic coming and it’s so much fluff wow.

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[evanpeterswhoresblog]

I love your fics omg you're so talented

Can you make an adult world fic? Alex obviously. Like reader is working with him and Alex keeps pushing vibrators on her skin and laughing n stuff. Then she's sick of his shit right so then she goes to the back and does her thing out there but Alex keeps teasing her and he goes out back with her and he starts to like rub himself on her and put her hand on his boner. Stuff like that. Kinda non con but the reader likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.

Can you make Alex make the reader give him head too? If it's too much just do the teasing. Luv u <3

i tried my best to make this fit your request i hope i did alright, i’ve never really written anything non con i don’t even know if this fits as the category lol but either way hope you enjoy :)

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The Late Shift

Alex (Adult World) x f!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, slight non con, oral male receiving, sex toys (not used for sex tho), pretty rough sex tbh, lmk what else if i missed any

summary: as you and alex are doing your last work for the night, things take a different turn than what you expected…

word count: 2.2k

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You’ve never been big on sex. You like it of course. But you’ve never been one to experiment with sex toys or watch a ton of porn. So how you ended up working for a sex shop is a mystery. You were desperate for a job, and Adult World happened to be the closest, easiest place hiring. It’s been an easy job, for the most part. Except for one thing.

Your manager.

Alex is a good person, he’s funny, kind, and when you’re confused on anything he’s a great help. The only issue is how fucking attracted you are to him. You swear he’s the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen. His dark curly hair, dark mysterious eyes, he’s perfect. You’ve never wanted a guy more than you want Alex. It makes working with him hard, but so far, you’ve managed. Barely.

Right now, the two of you are unpacking new sex toys for the store. You talk casually, but you focus more of your attention on the crazy shapes and sizes these dildos are. Alex must notice your surprise.

“Would you ever use one of these?” He asks, holding up a glass dildo with patterns on it.

You chuckle. “I think that thing would tear me apart.”

“I’ve seen girls stick way crazier things up their pussy’s, like food and shit,” Alex replies with a laugh.

“So that’s what you jerk off to? Good to know,” you tease.

“Yeah, I bet you wanted to know. Just so you know, ff I go searching tomorrow night and find a video of you sticking a cucumber up your pussy, I’ll cum so hard.”

You feel your cheeks go red at his comment but keep your composer. Sometimes Alex says things that make you a little uncomfortable, but you know it’s all jokes so you don’t care too much. Plus, it gives you hope that maybe he has the same feelings for you.

“Hey y/n, get a look at this,” Alex says.

Before you can look you feel the vibrations on your skin. You flinch and push Alex’s hand away, but he keeps putting the vibrator on you. He’s laughing, you’re not. You don’t find his distractions entertaining right now. After a few seconds of this you slap the vibrator out of his hand and glare at him.

“Stop Alex, I’m trying to work,” you snap. He keeps laughing and with each second that passes you become more annoyed.

“It’s just a joke calm your tits. I’m the manager dude it’s not like we’re gonna get in trouble for talking,” he replies.

You huff. “Just, stop okay.”

“How about you stop being such a buzz kill,” he mumbles under his breath.

You ignore his comment and continue to unpack. Things are calm for a few minutes, before Alex gets his hands on another vibrator. He presses it against your cheek this time. You immediately slap his hand away again, but this time you stand up and try your hardest not to lose your cool. He looks up at you, about to speak, but you cut him off before he can.

“I’m gonna take this box out to the garbage,” you say, picking up an empty box that once contained a number of dildos and walking to the back door without listening to his reply.

You wonder why he’s being so difficult tonight. He typically talks a lot during your shifts together, but this is different. Usually, his jokes and comments aren’t too bad, why’s tonight different? You get to the back of the store quick and stuff the box into the dumpster. When that’s done you lean back on the brick wall, a sigh escapes your lips at the silence, it’s nice not hearing Alex’s voice. You grab your phone out of your pocket and start to text your friends back.

Sadly, your peace is interrupted after only five minutes. Alex calls your name from the door, telling you to come back in and help him finish before you guys have to close up. You silently curse but follow his instructions. You feel a bit bad; you know he’s not trying to make you upset, but he just is. You promise yourself you’ll try your hardest to tolerate him, after all you only have an hour left till the store closes. You can suck it up.

You’re walking down one of the aisles when Alex appears in front of you. You give him a small smile. You feel worse looking at his innocent face. Maybe you were overreacting.

“Sorry for walking out, I’m just tired and I want to go home,” you apologize.

“I get it, I’m sorry if I was being annoying, I really like making you laugh. Sometimes I try too hard,” he replies with a small laugh.

You smile. “That’s sweet.”

“You think so?”

You begin to walk toward him, toward the last unopened boxes. “Of course, I’m very flattered you enjoy my laughter. But anyway, how about we speed through the last of the boxes and go home early? You think they’ll notice?”

“Probably not,” he answers.

You’re close enough to him that you expect him to move aside so you can go to the unfinished work, but he doesn’t. Instead of moving he simply stares down at you, a strange look in his eyes. You know that look, you’ve looked at him like that. He wants you. If it were any other day, you’d be ecstatic. But right now, all you want to do is finish the tasks and go home. You look around him, trying to signal that you want him to move. He doesn’t.

“So, let's get this shit over with,” you say, clear as day about what you want.

He still doesn’t move. “You know y/n, you’re more fun when you aren’t taking this job seriously.” He steps closer to you, only a foot now separating the two of you. “I want that version of you right now.”

You laugh awkwardly. “Come on Alex, I just want to go home.”

“I’ll be quick, but I assumed you wanted something that would last longer.”

He puts his hands on your shoulders and backs you up against a shelf. Your heart rate quickens, is this real? You stare into his eyes, a confused expression on your face. You’ve had dreams of this happening, but in all of them you wanted it, right now you don’t exactly want it.

“Alex...” you say. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t play coy, I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know you want this too,” he answers, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk. He presses his body against you and you feel how hard he is, it makes you gasp. “I want it really bad.”

You don’t know what to say. Part of you wants to push him off you and run out of the store, but another part of you wants to see where this goes. You feel him start to rub himself against your leg, it makes you feel paralyzed. He’s too strong to push away, you think. It would be useless to try. So, you realize your fate lies with what Alex chooses to do.

He leans his head down, softly pressing his lips against yours. You can’t deny how long you’ve wanted this to happen. You just wish it wasn’t happening right this second. Nevertheless, you kiss him back, your mind adjusting to the knowledge that this is going to happen. You let him grope your breasts, squeezing and massaging them through your shirt. You even let him scoop you up in his arms and carry you to one of the desks in the back office. Though, you didn’t have much of a choice to start with.

He lays you down on a desk, his lips moving feverishly with yours. You can’t keep it together. His lips are moving so aggressively, they’re so soft. He bites down on your bottom lip and you groan into his mouth, the pain making that feeling between your thighs grow. He pulls his lips away and starts to kiss down your neck, leaving hickeys behind as he takes your delicate skin into his mouth. You throw your head back and moan, he pushes your knees apart and fills the space with his body.

“Alex... are there any cameras back here?” You ask, your breath ragged as he sucks a spot near your collar bone.

“Course not,” he answers in a hushed tone.

“Are you sure we should be doing this? What if someone comes in?” You’re second guessing this, maybe you should’ve protested more. The last thing you want is to have a customer come in and catch this.

“Just be quiet y/n it’s fine,” he responds.

You’re about to speak again, but that’s when he starts to rub one of his hands up your thigh and right between your thighs. You moan again as he starts to rub you through your pants. He knows exactly what he’s doing and it makes you feel like your body is floating.

He trails his kisses back up your neck until he catches your lips again. You kiss him hard, your arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. You buck your hips; you need more pressure. Alex understands this and presses his fingers harder on your jeans right over your clit. You’re so wet, you need him. You’ve never felt such desire for another human being.

“I want you to do something for me,” Alex says against your lips.

“Anything,” you reply without thinking, you’re too wrapped up on how good he’s rubbing you.

He pulls back and you open your eyes, he’s unbuckling his belt. You sit up on your elbows and watch as he pulls down his jeans, his hard cock very noticeable. He grabs your hands and pulls you forward till you’re off the desk. You’re confused until he pushes you down onto your knees, his crotch right in front of your face. You look up at him, he brushed a hand though your hair.

You don’t really want to suck his dick, but you’re too afraid of him forcing you that you don’t object. Instead, you pull him boxers down and stoke him gently. He sighs in pleasure and continues to brush his fingers through your hair. You don’t waste any more time. You start by slowly swirling your tongue around his tip, enjoying the way he whispers your name. After that, you lick down his shaft, you don’t like when dicks are dry down your throat.

Soon enough you’re deepthroating him, practically gagging on his dick. He’s a moaning mess, both his hands tangled in your hair. You don’t mind it as much as earlier. You even enjoy certain parts. Like how when you move your tongue as you suck, he’ll praise you, or how when you tighten your lips around him, he groans. With each sound that leaves him your panties become more and more wet.

When he’s close to cumming he pushes you off him, telling you to take your clothes off and lay back down on the desk. You do exactly as he says and before long, he’s back between your thighs, leaving wet kisses all over your body. You can’t handle how much you need him. The heart beat between your legs is all you can think of, and when he brushes his tip between your soaked folds you almost moan.

You grip his shoulders, your eyes locked on his. “Alex just fuck me already.”

“Someone’s needy,” he mumbled, his tone sending tingles throughout your body. He positions his tip at your entrance and leans down to connect your lips. “But your wish is my command.”

With that, he begins to fuck you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your nails digging into his shoulders. He thrusts at a pace that makes your toes curl. It’s so hard, so deep, so perfect. The desk rocks so hard you think the legs might break. You don’t even care. All you care about is that Alex doesn’t stop, not for anything.

He does though, but for a good reason. He pulls out of you and before you can even question it, he grabs you, flips you, and bends you over the edge of the desk. He resumes his thrusts, and you can’t help but moan loud enough that anyone in the store would be able to hear. You almost scream when he grabs your hips and pulls you back, his dick hitting right on your cervix over and over again. It’s almost too much for you to take.

He leans down after a few minutes and whispers in your ear, “You feel so fucking good y/n, it’s so hard not to cum.”

“Alex,” you moan.

“Are you close baby?” He breathes.

“Yes, please keep going,” you answer.

In minutes you cum so hard you swear you see stars. You moan Alex’s name so loud you’re sure everyone in the building next door can hear you. It’s the best feeling of your life. Your legs give out, Alex has to hold you up. Your nails dig into the desk, your whole face turns red, and you feel those orgasmic pulses throughout your entire body. He cums soon after you, pulling out and spilling his seed onto your back. You’re grateful, you forgot to tell him you weren’t on the pill.

“Well,” he says as you’re both still trying to catch your breath. “That was definitely better than unpacking those boxes.”

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I Heart You

Franken Kyle Spencer x Fem Reader 

Warnings: nothing but fluff :)

You knew Kyle before the accident, you had met him at one of the college parties Madison had dragged you to, he was genuinely one of the sweetest boys you had ever met. 

You remembered the first time you saw him after the accident, you shot him a small smile and all he did was stare at you, it was like he recognized you but couldn’t quite place his finger on where he knew you from. 

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You still remembered the day clearly; you were in the kitchen fixing yourself a snack when Zoe frantically entered and paced over to where you were standing. 

“Hey Y/n, you busy?” She said as you looked up towards her.

“Uh no not really, what's up?” You said as you finally faced Zoe properly.

“Could you uh, maybe watch Kyle for me for the day, it’s just, I need a bit of a break and I need to do a few things you know without having to worry about him and you’re the only person I trust to like actually watch him sooo.” 

“I’ll watch him yeah.” You said as you smiled at her, Zoe quickly wrapped her arms around your figure, squeezing you as she said, ‘thank you’. 

The two of you quickly made it up to your room and upon entering, you found the blonde headed boy already seated on your bed, headphones over his ears and an iPad on his lap. 

Zoe made her way over to the boy and tapped his shoulder, causing Kyle to look up at her and take the headphones off. 

“Okay Kyle, so Y/n’s going to be watching you today, so you need to listen to her, you remember her, right?” He looked towards you and shot you a sweet smile (which you returned) before looking back at Zoe. 

“Okay well have fun you two, bye.” Zoe said as she made her way out of your room, closing the door behind her. 

Now that it was just you and Kyle, the silence became deafening, but you were determined to make Kyle feel comfortable in your care.

“Okay so, Zoe gave me these card things and told me I should try and go through them with you and then I was thinking I could make us something to eat or order something and then we could maybe watch a movie, how does that sound?” You said as you made your way towards the skittish boy and sat down next to him.

All Kyle did was look at you in confusion but soon he nodded his head at your words, showing off his beautiful dimples as he smiled. Kyle felt so comfortable around you already and he had no idea why, there was just something about you that made him feel safe. 

The two of you quickly got comfortable in the spots on your bed as you pulled a random flash card from the deck and place it in front of Kyle. He had practiced the word on it multiple times with Zoe but now when he was trying to say it alone, the word only came out in little fragments. 

“Hey, it's okay take your time.” You said as you noticed him frown. He tried over and over but the word just refused to leave his mouth, he could see and say the word perfectly in his head but when it came to saying it out loud, it just wouldn’t happen.

“Stu-stupid so stupid!” He said as a few tears began to form in his eyes, his hands hitting himself over and over against his head. 

You immediately reached for his hands and put them to his chest, shushing him as he shoved his face inside the crook of your neck. You were taken back by this but still let him sob his heart out into your shoulder. You couldn’t imagine how hard this must’ve been for him. 

You let go of his hands and reached for his chin, making him look up at you. 

“You’re not stupid Kyle, stop saying that. I know you can do this, just take your time and it will all come flowing back to you I just know it.” Your other hand went up and wiped the tears that had fallen down his cheeks, eliciting a smile from him.  

He slowly started calming down again, sitting back and looking at the card.

“F-fo-food.” Your eyes widened as he got the word right, immediately wrapping your arms around him in celebration.

“See I knew you could do it Kyle!” You said as you unwrapped your arms from the boy. His smile only widened at your genuine excitement on his part.

The rest of the day went by swiftly and Kyle had gotten incredibly comfortable around you, even laughing at the horrible jokes you’d make.

The day ended with the two of you laying in your bed, watching a movie together. You were about to say something to Kyle regarding the movie but you were interrupted by light snores coming from the boy as he nuzzled his face into your side. His nose twitching as your hair touched his face. You all but smiled at his peaceful state and not long after that, you fell asleep yourself, you and Kyle unknowingly cuddling into each other.

Once Zoe arrived home she made her way to your room and was taken back by the sight of the two of you cuddled up together, she smiled at how comfortable both of you looked before closing the door and heading back to her room for the night.

Ever since that day, the two of you were inseparable, Kyle clinging onto you, the two of you as thick as thieves. He felt so safe with you and you were the only person who never got tired of his little moods here and there or just never got tired of him in general.

You were making your way up to your room, you just finished your last couple of classes, the wind was howling outside, the sky thick with grey clouds, heavy rain pouring from them. Just as you entered your room, a lightning bolt struck across the sky, accompanied by a loud roar of thunder. God you loved days like these.

Upon entering, your eyes glazed over the entire room, searching for the familiar head of blonde curls you’ve grown fond to. He was nowhere to be seen.

Your steps slowly reached your bathroom and your eyes fell upon a trembling Kyle, his hands clutched to his ears to drown out the sound of the thunder. You rushed towards him, startling him in the process but as soon as he saw it was you, he wrapped his arms around your middle and buried his face into your chest.

“Hey baby, it’s all good, it’s just thunder don’t worry about it.” You said as your hands reached towards his face and slowly caressed the skin there. He shook his head against your body, his body shaking as all the sounds from outside just grew louder. You placed a kiss to his unruly hair, letting him know that you weren’t going anywhere.

“It’s okay Kyle, I promise. How about I run a bath for us then make some popcorn and hot chocolate and we get under the covers and watch a movie?” You said, whispering into the boys ear as you caressed his back lightly.

He nodded against you and that was your sign to slowly pry your body from his grasp to run the bath.

While the bath was filling up, you added some bubble bath along with lighting some candles around your bathroom. Once the bath was filled up, Kyle instantly began tearing off his clothes and made his way into the bath, the water splashing around as he settled in. You soon reached for your clothes too and got into the tub with Kyle, your back pressed against his chest.

He took this as a sign to wrap his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder, the sounds from outside being nothing but a whisper to him now.

As you moved your hands through the warm, bubbly water, telling Kyle about your day, you began to feel him drawing shapes into your back. You thought nothing of it as he often drew shapes into your skin to calm himself down. Your interest was peaked though when you felt him write the following into your skin.

I ♡ You

You turned your head to the side as Kyle began speaking.

“I lo-love you.” He said as he nuzzled his face into your neck. Your heart swooned at his words, causing you to sit up and turn to face him. You pressed a kiss to his cheeks, then his forehead, his nose and finally his lips.

He smiled into the kiss before placing a loving kiss on your nose and showing off his dimples as he smiled.

“I love you too Ky.”

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[fear-is-truth]

ⵌ — VIOLENT DELIGHTS

Kai Anderson x reader || NSFW

Kai let out a short bark of laughter.

"Let's get this straight," he snickered, amusement dancing in his dark eyes. "You want me to wear my mask?"

You nodded, your cheeks ablaze with embarrassment as you avoided his gaze. Kai let out a soft click of his tongue, shaking his head in mock disapproval. Then, like a switch flipping, his tone shifted from humorous to icy detachment.

"Cat got your fucking tongue?" he spat, fingers tightening their grip on your jaw, forcing you to meet his stare.

“Use your words, lamb.”

“I want.. I want you to wear your mask when you fuck me,” you choke out. At this, Kai’s lips curled into a wicked smirk.

He just had the best idea.

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[yes-divine-ruler]

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Fucking yourself on Warren’s cock while he smokes a joint

Drunk Jimmy giving you head, and you’re a contortionist

Restraining Colin with his own handcuffs

It’s Halloween.. Your costume makes Tate horny

Tate wears a cock ring while he fucks your throat

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Tate Langdon 

Kit Walker 

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Jimmy Darling 

James March 

Rory Monahan 

Kai Anderson 

Evan Peters 

Alex 

Colin Zabel 

Warren Lipka 

Stan Bowes 

Peter Maximoff 

Luke Cooper 

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[doll3tt33]

heyy! love ur bots lol. could you make a tate langdon bot. any scenario :)

Dry Bones ⋅˚₊𐙚

Idk if you guys ever heard of the paranormal game dry bones, but I just got the inspiration from my dumbass playing ritual games with my friends when I was younger.

The greeting message:

And sorry for taking awhile! I was pretty burned out yesterday. Tate is more of a complex boy, so I was taking the time to make my bot as in-character as possible! I wrote his backstory and all the important deets in his definition, so it should work fine! <33

Also, again with the long ass greeting. I can’t control myself ever since c.ai gave me the freedom to write more for the introduction 💀

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[frankenkyle19]

Free🦔🍁🍂

word count: 1.7k

Description: Kyle and reader stumble upon a wounded hedgehog in the park one day and decide to take it back to the academy. They get it healed up but when it’s time to let it go back into the wild, Kyle realizes he’s attached and has to learn how to let go.

it’s FINALLY HERE and I’m so happy with how it turned out. It’s so so cute 😭

Teaching the zombie boy compassion and gentleness was no small feat. It proved extremely difficult, much more than you had first intended, and at times you got frustrated. Not at him, of course, just the situation. The problem was none of this should have happened in the first place. Kyle had died, and Zoe and Madison had been selfish enough to bring him back for their own pleasure. You knew Zoe had good intentions but it was still wrong. Because now Kyle was half of who he used to be, confused and in pain and so so scared. It wasn’t fair for him and you couldn’t even begin to try and understand what was going on inside that mind of his. You were worried it would drive you to madness.

Kyle tried his best. He really did. You could see it in his warm brown eyes. He was trying. He was still him. 

It was just a matter of how to coax more of that old Kyle out of hiding. 

Taking him on walks around the town helped. Helped with his cognitive abilities as well as his motor abilities. He walked almost completely normal now, without a limp and with much more confidence. Not slouched down and as scared as he had first been when you brought him outside. He loved the sun and the way it felt on his body, he would stay outside for hours just to feel the sun on his face and soak in its warm, calming rays. 

So it was really no surprise that on this slightly chilly afternoon, the two of you could be found walking in the park, taking in the nature around you and enjoying the feeling of being in such peaceful quiet. Kyle had wandered a bit ahead of you on the trail, leaning down every few seconds to examine a certain leaf or rock. His innocent fascination with nature made your heart squeeze a bit. His innocence was something you longed to have. Like a child, you thought…

You were quickly interrupted by your thoughts when Kyle made a noise of distress, quickly running back to you, holding up his hand to your face. He had what appeared to be a little prick on his finger. You assumed it was just from a thorn but then Kyle pointed at a small pile of leaves just off the trail that was rustling around a bit, making a weird chuffing sound.

You furrowed your brows, quite confused now. Was it a squirrel or a mouse? But no that couldn’t be right, because Kyle hadn’t been bit, it looked like he’d been.. Poked.

You approached the moving pile of leaves cautiously, Kyle creeping behind you, still holding his hand, a frown on his usual soft features.

You bent down and gently brushed the top layer of leaves off the pile to reveal a small little creature. A hedgehog. It appeared peaceful at first before you saw the blood on its leg that led up to a decent sized cut on its little thigh.

Wincing, you leaned down to get a closer look. The hedgehog curled further into itself, spines sticking up defensively. Poor thing must be terrified…

You didn’t exactly know what to do, but you couldn’t just leave it there to its fate. It would stand no chance against the weather or predators that would come across it.

You carefully took off your sweater and wrapped the hedgehog up in it before picking it up, the sweater a barrier between your bare hands and its spikes. 

It was cold to the touch and its breathing was shallow. You weren’t sure how much longer it had but you wanted to get it back to the academy as soon as possible to keep it warm and do some research to figure out how you could help it.

Kyle stared at the sweater intently, still holding his finger as well as a grudge on the little creature. You’d have to explain to him later that the poor thing was just scared. Just like he had been those weeks ago when he was first brought back. They were two in the same really.

Once back at the academy you brought the creature up to your room away from the other girls and placed it carefully on your bed. That wound definitely needed treatment, and soon before it had the chance to get infected.

“Kyle-“ you said gently, giving him a smile to show him it was okay.

“Can you watch the hedgehog for just a second? I have to go get some things to make it feel better. It’s hurt,”  You gently traced the stitched scars on Kyle’s neck and he nodded in understanding. This creature had been hurt, like he had. And it needed to be fixed. 

With Kyle sitting next to the balled up little creature you ran to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit. You weren’t sure what you’d be able to use on the hedgehog or not, but anything was better than nothing.

When you came back with the supplies Kyle was just staring at the hedgehog that had begun to root around in the covers, probably looking for food or a burrow.

You grabbed what you needed and began to work on the little thing���s leg. Luckily it didn’t appear broken, but you were curious as to how it had gotten this cut. Maybe a coyote had tried to grab it and got scared off by the spines? Maybe. Who knows.

Once the wound was cleaned you gently applied a layer of ointment to keep out infection before wrapping it up, making sure not to make it too tight. 

Next was research. To figure out how to care for it and what it needed. It wasn’t a domesticated hedgehog so you knew its care would be a bit different.

Once researched you had to drag Kyle back out again, this time to the grocery store. You could tell he was a bit anxious because of all the people and the noise but if he was with you, he was okay. You picked up a few cans of wet cat food to feed the hedgehog as well as some towels for it to use as bedding. 

Once you returned to the academy it was beginning to get dark out and you needed to help Kyle get ready for bed. Once he was tucked in and asleep, you finished up with the hedgehog, feeding it some of the cat food before placing it in a box with the soft towels, watching as it quickly buried itself in them before falling asleep as well.

You then got yourself ready for bed, getting comfy next to Kyle as he snuggled up against your warm body, snoring softly.

You didn’t remember falling asleep but when you woke up, Kyle was gone. He wasn’t next to you in bed which was odd because he loved to cuddle with you and would stay in bed as long as possible.

You looked around panicked for a moment before your eyes spotted him, on the ground next to the box that housed the hedgehog. He was cooing at it gently, making sweet sounds as he peeked at it, careful not to touch it and risk hurting himself again.

“I-It…. It O-OkAy.” He spoke, words broken up as he tried to get them out the best he could. He hadn’t spoken much since he’d come back, so this was a bit of a shock to you.

Maybe this little creature would be good for Kyle.

Over the next few days Kyle helped feed and cleaned the little thing, being very gentle and even giving it a few pets every now and then. The hedgehog seemed to know the two of you were helping it and calmed down, not as defensive as it once was.

Each day you’d check on its wound and each day it was getting better and better until it had scabbed over and was almost completely healed. You knew once it was healed you’d have to release it back into the wild, but what you had forgotten to do was prepare Kyle to say goodbye to it.

“L-leave?” He asked sadly, holding the hedgehog in his lap with a towel, shaking his head. He didn’t want his new friend to leave. He was so afraid of being left alone.

“We have to let him go, Kyle.” You said. It was bittersweet but you’d be wrong to keep the thing for your own selfish reasons when it belonged in the wild. It didn’t deserve to be like a bird trapped in a cage for the rest of its life. Not when it had this second chance at life.

“N-nooo” Kyle croaked, shaking his head once more as he held it a bit tighter. “L-loooOve.” He said, looking down at the hedgehog.

This would be harder than you thought…

You gave Kyle one more day with the creature before the two of you made your way with the hedgehog back to the park where you’d first found it. 

Kyle held it close to him, crying quietly as you made your way back to the spot in which you’d found it a few weeks earlier.

You looked back at Kyle who gave you a sad smile before gently setting the hedgehog down into the leaves once more. He gave it one last pet before standing up, wiping messily at his tears.

“B-bye.” He said sadly, waving at the hedgehog who turned to look at the two of you before wandering back into the leaves where it belonged.

You pulled Kyle into a hug and watched the creature until you could see it no longer, and then the two of you turned to head back to the academy, sun setting.

Hand in hand with the zombie boy, you smiled. He’d learned a lot these past few weeks and who would have thought a little creature like a hedgehog could teach him empathy and kindness to a creature much smaller than him? That every living thing deserved life and a fighting chance. 

Kyle mumbled under his breath and you tilted your head curiously at him, trying to pick up what he had said.

“What, Kyle?” You asked, pausing on the trail as you gave him a confused look.

“F-Fr..Freee” He said, gesturing back to where you had released the hedgehog.

It took you a minute to understand but when you did you smiled at the boy who understood more than he showed. That the old Kyle was still just as there as before the accident.

“You’re right,” You smiled up at him. 

“He is free. And so are you.” 

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[melonbellys]

„i didnt want to, but you made it sooo easy..“

Kai Anderson - without consent.

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This is my first post on here, it‘s just a drabble that rotted in my notes for a while, just for my own imagination.. lmao

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Warning: this is a piece of FICTION with just pure non consent, if this makes you uncomfortable i advise you to scroll.

non-consent, p in v, reader is female, LOTS of dirty talk, degrading, praising, age gap (reader is 20, he‘s 30.) , reader was a virgin, choking, daddy kink if you squint, kai on adderall, deepthroating, fingering (reader receiving) , yeah if i missed something pls comment..

word count: 1,709

kai n i met in a vinyl store, he caught my eye and i went up to him, saying how him buying a vinyl is „sooo lana-del-ray“, making fun of him. he didnt mind and he even laughed along me, i asked him if the coffee he had in his hand was good and now im here, stuck in this cult, kai kissing my neck and calling me ugly names.

„i bet you get wet even thinking about me.“ he said, full of confidence, touching my needy cunt through my panties.

„tell me how much you want me to destroy your tiny cunt“ he rubbed his fingers roughly over my clothed-clit, it hurt. a lot.

„p-please.. let me go.“ i say with tears in my eyes.

„if you didnt want this your panties wouldn’t be soaked, you dumb little slut.“ he was visibly hard, touching me, raping me.

„please, kai.“ tears keep streaming down my face as he undresses my lower half.

„if you gave in, it wouldnt hurt as much.“ he kept on talking, at this point i was saying nothing.

kai slapped my face, his deep, black eyes digging through my reddened eyes.

„c-can we do this… when im ready?“ i say again, crying as i was still a virgin, a 20 year old virgin, while he was 30.

„you want me to, i know that you want it. your wetness tells me otherwise.“ he keeps rubbing his thumb over my cunt, making me gasp and whine.

„i- kai please i dont want you to take my virginity!“ i yell out into his face, his hand holding my face, his thumb stuffed deep inside my mouth, playing with my tongue now.

„virgin? you‘re a virgin? god…. i want to rip your pretty pink pussy open with my cock…“ he rambles him taking off my panties immediately now.

„please no! kai please…“ i cry now.

„you crying makes it even better, you are such a good toy.“ he spits on my face and i felt myself get wetter from his touch, just a natural response and i hated it.

„you disgust me; you are just a hole for me to fuck, do you understand?“ his hand was still stuck in my mouth, fucking his fingers into my throat as i try to pull away.

„i bet your little mouth would feel soooo good around my dick baby. if only you‘d stop crying.“ he was so mad at me, he knew i was interested in him but not into him sexually.

„if only you would give in.“ he says before he bites my own lip, i try to kick him away but it only ends with him holding my legs.

„why wont you be a good girl, hm? always have to ruin everything.“ he chokes me so hard that i cant even think straight, my legs resting on his shoulder.

i cry out again but i lose myself in his touch, i couldnt fight him so i just went limp.

„thats it, i knew you wanted this.“ his finger enter my cunt roughly, fucking his digits into my core, moaning and crying as he does what he does.

„your tight little pussy had me hooked from the start, the moment i saw you i knew how good it‘d feel.“ tears keep running down, i was trying to pretend this was a nightmare, a movie.. some kind off horrible porn thatd only weird people would watch.

„i never care about girls, i only fuck them, usually they thank me. kai you made me cum so hard, thank you daddy.“ he mimics some other girl, which probably didnt happen and he just said for his own pleasure.

„im just making sure you think of me when someone else fucks you, slut.“

„IM A VIRGIN! IM NOT A SLUT.“ i yell at him as he stuffs my wet panties in my mouth.

„SHUT UP.“ he yells even louder than me.

„be happy im prepping you.“ he said as he rammed his fingers in continuously, not even making me feel good and hitting the spot that id liked, it hurt. so much.

„does that feel good? i bet it does.“ he spoke through gritted teeth as his whole arm moved now, i shook my head violently and he took out the panties and stuffed his fingers in my mouth instead.

„tell me, is that not your cunt? does it not taste like you? hm?“ his nails dig into me, it felt close to cutting me.

„if it didnt feel good you wouldnt be this wet.“ his eyes were emotionless, he was clearly on some sort of drug, as i saw him do it.

„god babygirl, you had such whore potential, if only you didnt wanna leave.“

he said, referencing a few minutes ago, where the moment i entered his house, he started kissing me, i gave in to the kisses but said no to sex. his kisses felt good for a second, before his hand moved to my skirt and i said that i cant and had to leave.

„you have to expect that to happen, you are worth nothing. absolutely NOTHING. only just a cunt to fuck.“

he pushed me on the bed and threw my panties to the side completely, his fingers loged so deeply in my throat that i would gag.

„i want you to gag on my cock so bad, but im nice to you.“ he smiles, kissing my nose.

he turned me around and spoke „get on all fours, i dont want to see you cry anymore.“ i protest and sit up, before he pushed me down again.

„nu-uhuh.“ his tongue clicked.

„baby… come on.“ he whispered.

„p-please… be careful.“

i cry out again and again, begging for him to NOT rip me apart.

„okay, i promise.“ he spoke in a soft tone, this was oddly reassuring. even if i was raped it didnt hurt as mu-

he didnt even bother to turn me around now, and aligned himself with my entrance. before saying anything his cock slammed so deep and hard into me that i only could scream, him quickly shutting me up with a blanket in my mouth which he held there.

„fuck baby, you‘re so fucking tight, god.“ he spoke through gritted teeth, raping my cunt as tears wont stop streaming, it hurt so bad.

it stung, his dick was so thick… and long i felt it hit my cervix and when i looked down, i looked at the bulge in my tummy.

„you… argh~ fuck, so good.“ he couldnt even say a coherent sentence, screaming into his hand that held the blanket there.

his cock felt so warm, the sensation was new… but it hurt… more physiologically than physically.

i started to give in now, loosening up a bit, knowing it would hurt less.

„now you‘re a good slut, you take my cock so well.“ he says as he takes me by my hair to face me.

„i wish i could hear your moans and curses, but all you do is cry.“ he says as he kept slamming himself into me.

i shake my head, pulling out the blanket before i speak.

„k-kai… let me speak.“ he kept pushing deeper.

he takes out the towel completely.

„cumming?“ he jumps to the conclusion quickly. i shake my head.

„kai… it hurts so much!“ i cry out again before he slows down.

„i‘ll be nice.“ he says before his fingers touch my clit again, making me gasp.

he goes slower, hitting my sweetspot now too, making me moan loudly, giving into the sensation.. i tried to pretend he wasnt raping me.

„it feels so good.“ i say, trying to satisfy him, maybe he would stop.

„i told you baby, hm? sex is sooo fucking nice.“ he says before he whispers into my ear again.

„are you gonna cum? tell me when you are close. i want you to cum in my mouth.“ this made me feel sick, i didnt want his mouth on me, especially not on my womanhood.

i had hoped he was done, but he wasnt.

„im gonna fuck your pretty mouth too, you‘ll like that right?“ i dont say anything and keep moaning, him hitting my cervix again.

i didnt want it. i wanted it to end. so bad.

„p-please stop.“ i cry out again and again.

„no… you‘re just starting to make me like you.“ he kisses me, his tongue deep into my mouth and i let out a hum.

„i didnt want to rape you, but you made it soooo easy.“ his words hurt, he was traumatizing me even more.

„k-kai… why are you doing this?“ i look him right into his eyes, for the first time that day.

„dont… look at me.“ he turns my head away.

„i dont want you to look at me.“ he says as he slaps me again, just hurting me even more.

„im fucking you cuz i want to, bitch.“ he goes even harder now, i was probably bleeding too now and as he got even more rough now, my eyes seemed to upset him.

„you‘re on birthcontrol, right?“ he speaks through his teeth as he seemingly was close

„n-no, please… kai dont, just use my mouth!“ i beg as i look into his eyes again, trying to awaken the guy thats inside of his shell.

„and now we are begging, i told you you wanted it.“ yea. sure wanted it. definitely not trying to avoid pregnancy.

he pulls out of me with a hiss, my heat was hurting, swollen and just pulsating.

his hands rest on it and he looks at me, i felt sore.

„my dick is coated with your fucking juice, clean it up like a good little girl.“ he said as he ripped open my mouth, his tip resting on my lips.

„you have such a pretty mouth, put it to good use.“

he pushes his cock deep inside, my tongue gliding against it.

„mhhm, thats what i meant baby.“ he bucks his hips in my mouth as he holds me by my hair, i kept gagging.

„too big, huh?“ no, too rough.

tears were streaming down my face, and my eyes roll back.

„my fucked out slut.“ he speaks inbetween animalistic grunts.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED !! pls comment n reblog maybe ! :3 i lov you

this is my first post, so again… pls dont be mean.

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[my-own-walker]

Someone You've Never Seen Before

A Kyle Spencer Fan Fiction

frat!kyle AU, fem!main character, sexual themes, mature language, use of drugs and alcohol, frat boy antics

18.

As if on cue, someone cleared their throat behind me. Shivers went down my spine. I turned my head and was met with the most piercing brown-eyed gaze. He looked at me with such intensity, I couldn't help but hold my breath.

He stood tall next to me, dressed in a Hawaiian shirt with a white ribbed tank top underneath and a pair of jeans.

"Hey Kyle," Lily greeted with a knowing smile, standing from her seat on the side table. She rubbed my arm as if to say 'This is who it was.'

"Hi. Mind if I steal Hannah from you for a second?" Kyle smiled softly. My eyes remained trained on him as he interacted with my best friend.

"Not at all," she replied, pushing my arm lightly as she walked away. I quickly cast a pleading look in her direction, but she didn't see. Turning my attention to Kyle, I said a quiet prayer that this was going to go well.

"I've been trying to find you all night," he spoke lowly, looking deeply into my eyes.

"W-why?" I stammered. I looked quickly to my left, hoping to find comfort in Lily's presence nearby, but instead, she was nowhere to be found. She must've known what he was doing, otherwise, she wouldn't have left me.

"I saw Julian try to talk to you earlier. I wanted to make sure you were alright," he mumbled. "We uh, also - Hannah, need to talk."

"I don't disagree with you on that," was all I could muster.

"Do you wanna, I don't know, maybe go somewhere more quiet?" Kyle suggested. "That sounds creepy, I just mean-"

"No, yeah, I'm okay with that," I murmured. I could see that my change of heart was unexpected. I could tell he expected me to tell him to fuck off. 

"Let's just uh, leave, I guess," he stammered. I nodded, then proceeded to follow him outside, past Lance, and down onto the sidewalk. I walked alongside him for a few moments before he paused. "Wait, where are we going?"

"We could go to mine," I offered. "It's literally one block this way." I pointed to my right.

"That's fine."

I shot Lily a text on the way there, letting her know what was going on, although I think she had it all figured out. Kyle nor I spoke a word for the rest of the walk.

We got to the door of the apartment and I nearly forgot how to work a key to open the door. When I finally got it open, his eyes widened slightly at the sight of our place. He had never been, so I was sure it was jarring for him. 

He settled in on the couch. I discarded my angel wings by the door and turned on some music to ease any tension, but it seemed unnecessary. Or maybe distracting. We really did need to have a serious conversation. I noted how soft he looked in the warm lighting of the room. I crossed the floor and sat on the opposite end of the sofa from him, my feet planted firmly on the floor in an attempt to keep them from running away.

"This is a - uh, nice couch," he muttered, running his hands over the upholstery next to him. I cocked an eyebrow

"Yeah?" I laughed wryly. "I, -uh stole it off the side of the road. Cleaned it, of course. Loved the color. Purple's my favorite." Overexplaining my couch and its origins. Nice going, Hannah.

"It's soft, uh, I don't know," he chuckled. "I'm just a fan of couches." He shifted uncomfortably and shook his head at himself while looking down at his lap.

"L-look-" I started.

"I just-" Kyle spoke at the same time. He exhaled and looked up at me. "You first."

"I was just going to say that, uh, thanks," I uttered, unsure how to string my words together. "Thanks for, like, the other night. L-lily told me what you did."

His eyes softened. He sniffed, rubbing his nose with his thumb and index fingers. "I'm just glad you're okay," he replied, his voice barely a whisper. "Timing was good on our part."

"And you somehow knowing where I went," I jabbed, slightly sarcastic.

He cleared his throat and laughed slightly. "I may have seen you go in there, yes."

"Spying on me, Spencer," I taunted, poking his bicep. Except, he didn't smile. In fact, he sobered, his expression changing to one of complete and utter seriousness. He looked down at his hands in his lap.

"I'm sorry, Hannah. I can't even begin to explain how sorry I truly am," he spoke, his voice catching on his words.

"Kyle-"

"No, I know. I know it sounds like bullshit. I know that sorry is what I should say. I know that no number of apologies will take away what I did," he interrupted. "Listen, Hannah," he leaned forward to better meet my eyes. "I'm so tired of the frat act. I'm some blonde guy who wears frat polos and khakis. I hang around with douchebags. You're, like, so fucking cool. You're so above all of the college social politics. The bullshit I deal with every day." 

I couldn't help but scoff at his words. I pulled my feet up from the ground to sit cross-legged on the sofa and turned to face Kyle entirely.

He continued, after a beat of silence. I didn't speak. "You're cool without trying. That's the thing. You just have it all figured out. And I know you're above all the frat garbage. You know it, too. I see the way you looked through me from the beginning. You still do. But worse now."

"Kyle, that's not-"

"You've always been someone I needed to know. I have never wanted anyone's approval more," Kyle spoke lowly. "Do you realize that your smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen? You don't give it out easily. Not many people get to see it. But when you smile at someone, it's like- the greatest reward in the history of the world."

I shook my head, bewildered. "I- I guess I didn't realize you'd noticed me before."

"Noticed?" he scoffed. "This is going to sound so lame, but I felt like I wouldn't be able to win you over. I'm an insecure frat guy. That stupid fucking bet meant nothing. I wanted to know you. All along. My pride was hurt when I agreed to it. When you, uh, yelled at me at that party."

"I-"

"But I wanna be someone you've never seen before," Kyle professed, leaning forward and putting a hand on my knee. "I want you to know the guy behind what you see. Behind your preconceived notions of me. The guy that totally hates what he did to you."

"I don't know what to say, Kyle I-" I trailed off, shaking my head, staring deeply into his genuine gaze.

"When I saw you in that room with him on top of you, god, I could have murdered him," he murmured. "But I realized in that moment just how strongly I feel toward you. It hit me that somewhere along the way, I fell so fucking in love with you. My heart is so full of you, I feel like I can't even call it my own."

I leaned into his face and pressed my lips to his. There Is A Light That Never Goes Out by The Smiths started playing over the living room speaker. Kyle relaxed into my touch and scooted closer to me, wrapping his arms around me. We made out hungrily for what felt like both a second and an eternity.

He then leaned forward even more, guiding me to lay back, and positioning himself on top of me. I pulled at his overshirt, encouraging him to take it off. He looked down at me as if to say 'You sure?' then pulled the fabric off smoothly and threw it across the room.

Kyle's body was way more athletic than I had imagined. We had made out many times before, but we had never gone this far. The muscles in his toned shoulders were apparent. His biceps were large and the veins in his arms protruded visibly. His strong hands found their way to the top of my dress, and without thinking, I sat up slightly to tug the straps off and pull it down, exposing my bra.

Suddenly feeling exposed, showing my bra in the front room and all, I stopped kissing Kyle. "We uh, we should move to my room," I whispered, smiling. "Just in case Lily comes home."

"I don't know that I can wait," he rumbled, stooping down to pepper kisses up and down my neck and chest.

It was in my best interest to protest, but the feeling of his soft lips upon my breasts put me in a trance. I pushed his head back, though. "I will simply die if she walks in on this. Let's go," I demanded. He hopped off of me and helped me up. I led him back into the apartment and opened the door to my room for him. He walked through and swiftly grabbed me, pulling me in roughly behind him.

I gasped as he pushed me backward, pinning me up against the door, and clicking it shut with my body weight. As his lips met mine, I fumbled behind me, locking the door.

I felt my way down to his pants and palmed his erection through the fabric. He whimpered at the touch. I undid the button and unzipped his jeans, and Kyle took the work of pulling them off of himself. I took that time to slide my dress all the way off, tossing it behind me. He stopped to regard me in just my underwear. He chuckled and shook his head.

"What?"

"You're so fucking hot," he breathed wrapping his arms tightly around my waist and walking me over to my bed. We both flopped down, I on my back and Kyle on top of me once more. I continued kissing him and put my hand down his boxers. 

"Okay?" I asked. He nodded in reply, inhaling sharply when my fingers wrapped around his cock. I pumped his erection, reveling in his moans and whines. 

"Fuck," he spat. I removed contact, making Kyle grunt loudly. 

"One sec," I whispered, reaching back to the side table next to my bed. I fumbled with the drawer, opening it to grab a spare condom. I handed it over with a smirk. "Didn't think I'd ever use these but damn am I happy to have 'em right now."

"Thank god you remembered," he sighed. He slid his boxers down and opened the package with his teeth, guiding the rubber over his member. Then, he pulled my panties down and guided my legs apart. I yelped when I felt his dick enter me. It was much larger than I anticipated.

"You okay?" he panted, beginning to hit his stride.

"Mmhmm," I affirmed through gritted teeth. I threw my head back, feeling my walls tighten around him. His thrusts got deeper, hitting the innermost parts of me. We both grunted, gasped, and moaned at the contact.

"Shit, I'm gonna come," Kyle groaned. He stroked a few more times before coming with a whimper. I felt warmth spread in my middle. He pulled out and stood to clean up. I laid on the bed for a moment, watching his toned back ripple under his thin tank as he pulled his boxers back on. 

He handed me my own underpants upon his return, a shy grin on his face, and a pink flush in his cheeks. I chuckled at him as I slid them back on. He spun around and continued searching the floor for something.

"Are you looking for your shirt?" I asked, noticing his struggle. "It's in the living room."

"Ah, fuck," he replied quietly. "I don't need it." He joined me back in bed, snaking his arms around my middle.

"Holy fuck," I gasped, something dawning on me. I whipped my head to face him. "Your costume tonight. You were Romeo. 1996 Romeo and Juliet."

"Your best friend tipped me off," he said with a wink. "It's a favorite of mine as well."

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Together Not Forever (Kyle Spencer x fem!reader) Part 1

You and Kyle learn how to come together and let each other go.

Warnings: mentions of sexual abuse by a parent, mentions of r*pe, major character death :(

Part 2 Alternate ending

You and Kyle met six months into your freshman year of college when you were a waitress at a local diner.

Kyle was there with his frat brothers, who were expectedly being loud and rowdy. The diner was short staffed, so you were left in charge of waiting all the tables. Unfortunately, that meant you were exposed to the fraternity’s rude and obnoxious behaviour with little to no backup.

They made lewd comments and whistled at you as you walked by. They threw their food about, fries going everywhere as they laughed loudly. You noticed one of them, a blonde boy, staying silent in a seat next to the window, shooting you looks of sympathy whenever you approached the table. At least one of them wasn’t a complete asshole.

When the boys finally left it felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders and you went back to waiting tables without the added pressure of harassing college boys.

It was close to the end of your shift when you were interrupted. “Hey,” a voice said, and you turned around from wiping tables to see a blonde guy standing there with his hands in his pockets. You recognised him as the frat guy who’d been sending you sympathetic looks just a few hours ago.

“Hi,” you greeted awkwardly, eyes flickering around the empty diner before finally meeting his gaze.

“I’m, uh, sorry about the guys,” the blonde apologised, pulling a hand out of his pocket to run it through his hair. “They shouldn’t have been harassing you like that. They’re assholes.”

“Yes they are,” you agreed, making the guy chuckle. An awkward silence passed between the two. “Thank you. For apologising.”

“Not a problem,” he smiled. You couldn’t help but notice his smile was warm, welcoming. “I’m Kyle.” The blonde introduced himself after a beat. He extended his hand.

“Y/N,” you smiled back, grasping his hand in yours in a handshake.

Kyle looked around at the mess on the floor and grimaced. “Do you need any help?”

You were taken aback by his offer. “No, it’s okay,” you answered with a smile. “But thank you.”

“I insist,” Kyle said and grabbed the broom leaning against one of the booth tables. He began to sweep up the mess of fries and other food his friends had thrown about, humming as he did so. You paused what you were doing for a moment and watched the boy intently as he helped you clean up, amazed that someone like Kyle was frat brothers with the assholes you had been serving earlier.

Kyle caught you watching him and sent you a bright smile. Softly, you smiled back.

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Kyle stayed with you until the end of your shift, and then he walked you back home. The two of you talked about the most random things, and when you finally reached your door he shyly asked for your number. You happily gave him it, along with a kiss on the cheek and a gentle ‘goodnight’.

A month after you met Kyle asked you to be his girlfriend. Since the night at the diner the two of you had been texting non-stop, you met up frequently and Kyle even turned up to walk you home from work on numerous occasions. Kyle was someone special, you could tell, and that made you feel special since out of everyone he had chosen you to spend his time with.

He asked you out over text message.

Be my girlfriend? :)

You called Kyle straight after you got his text.

“Only you could ask a girl out over text message, Kyle Spencer,” you laughed down the phone. You heard him nervously chuckle on the other end.

So?” Kyle asked anxiously. The nerves were evident and you giggled softly.

“Yes!” You grinned.

“Wait, seriously?” You could hear the disbelief in Kyle’s voice and you rolled your eyes, even though he couldn’t see you.

“Yes, Kyle. Of course I’ll be your girlfriend.”

“Okay. Cool.”

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The first time Kyle told you he loved you was the day you found out about his mom.

It was the holidays and unfortunately you were stuck in your dorm, flights back home were too expensive. Kyle had made it his mission to spend as much time with you as he could since he lived in the area, but it was Christmas Eve and he had gone home to see his mom. You hadn’t met Kyle’s mom and Kyle had never brought up you and her meeting, so you never prompted it. You’d noticed recently how uncomfortable Kyle seemed to get when his parents were brought up.

You were on the phone to your own mom when you heard a frantic knock at your door. There was a moment of silence before the knocking continued.

“Is everything okay?” Your mom asked over the phone as you got up from your bed to check who was on the other side of your door through the peephole. Out there stood Kyle, looking rather disheveled.

“Mom, I’ll call you back,” you said before hanging up the phone and opening your door. There Kyle was. His hair was damp and sticking to his forehead from the snow outside and his eyes were bloodshot. You could just about make out the tears trickling down his cheeks.

“Kyle?” you whispered, in shock at your boyfriend’s distressed appearance. Kyle’s eyes met yours and you could see the pain radiating from them. You quickly welcomed him into your room and watched as he tentatively took a seat on your bed. You knelt down in front of him and looked at him with wide, concerned eyes, reaching out to gently place a hand on his knee in an attempt at comfort. “Kyle, baby, what’s wrong?”

“I’m really sorry,” Kyle sniffled, raising a hand to shakily wipe his nose. He refused to look at you, eyes instead focused on the battered pair of red converse he wore.

“Sorry about what?” Kyle stayed silent. “Kyle, you’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “I didn’t want to.”

“You didn’t want to what?” Your nerves were elevated and you gave his knee a gentle squeeze. “Kyle, you can tell me.” There was a silence before Kyle finally spoke.

“I cheated on you,” he mumbled. You fell back onto your heels, the air taken out of you. Cheated? Kyle? No way.

“What?” Your voice was barely audible. Kyle sniffled again and wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his sweater.

“I didn’t want to,” Kyle repeated. You couldn’t think straight, your mind was all over the place after the bombshell Kyle had just dropped. He cheated on you? But he didn’t want to? What was going on?

“What… what happened?” you asked hesitantly, unsure if you wanted to know the details. But you needed to know.

“I said no. I said I couldn’t do it anymore. But she didn’t listen.” Kyle started rambling, almost speaking too fast for you to catch onto what he was saying. “I thought she would understand. She knows I’m with you. I didn’t think she would do it anymore. I thought she cared.” Alarm bells were going off in your head. You were now filled with concern as opposed to the hints at betrayal you were feeling moments before. Kyle was getting more and more worked up, his body shaking as he continued to cry.

“Kyle, please calm down. Who are you talking about?”

“My mom-” Kyle started but couldn’t continue before letting out a quiet sob. Your blood ran cold. His mom. Kyle’s mom. She couldn’t have, could she? No way. “My mom…” he still couldn’t finish.

“Kyle, baby, it’s okay. You can tell me. I promise, Ky, it’ll be okay.” You gently cupped Kyle’s cheek, wiping away some of his tears. “I’m here. You can trust me.”

And so Kyle told you. He told you about how tonight was the first time he’d seen his mother since he started college, that he’d avoided going back since he moved to the frat house. He told you why he’d avoided going home, about the abuse he’d faced at the hands of his mother since his father left. How he let it happen, even though he was strong enough to push her off him, because deep down he felt bad for her, knowing she was lonely. He thought that since his mother knew the two of you were in a relationship that she wouldn’t try anything, that she would finally stop having her way with him. But that wasn’t the case.

“I’m sorry,” Kyle whispered again once he’d finished explaining everything, wiping his eyes.

“Kyle, honey, you didn’t cheat on me,” you reassured him, smiling sadly. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” You pulled him towards you in a tight hug, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. “I’m here, I’ve got you. You’re safe. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

Kyle slumped forward into your embrace. You could tell he was exhausted, worn out from his early trauma and all the crying and you just wanted to comfort him. You stayed wrapped around each other for what felt like hours.

“I love you,” Kyle mumbled, against your neck. A warmth filled you. He loved you. Kyle loved you. It wasn’t some big declaration you may have expected from Kyle originally, but it didn’t erase the impact and weight of his words. He loved you.

“I love you, too, Kyle,” you whispered back. “Everything’s going to be okay.”

- - -

You attended the party with Kyle on his last day alive.

You were meeting Kyle there, since he was getting the bus with his frat brothers. When you arrived you noticed a new girl stood on her own awkwardly to the side, looking uncomfortable and out of place. Feeling sympathetic, you said bye to the people you were talking to and headed over to greet the new girl.

“Hi!” You greeted her with a smile. The girl turned around, taken aback by your forwardness and politeness. “I’m Y/N.”

The girl smiled back. “Zoe,” she introduced shyly.

“I’m guessing you’re new here?” You asked.

Zoe chuckled slightly. “Is it that obvious?” She asked awkwardly.

You shrugged. “Not really. I just thought you’d like some company. I know these things can be pretty awkward when you don’t know anybody.” Zoe smiled appreciatively.

“I thought you two looked thirsty,” Kyle approached you and Zoe with a smile. He handed each of you a red cup.

“Thank you,” you smiled, leaning up to press a kiss to Kyle’s cheek.

“Is that your superpower? Sensing dehydration?” Zoe joked.

“One of them,” Kyle grinned. You laughed.

“Frat boy, right?” Zoe nodded at the polo Kyle wore bearing his fraternity symbol. “I think frats are full of fascists.”

“Not that I mind being reduced to a stereotype but I’m on a scholarship. My mom lives down in the Ninth Ward.” You looked away at the mention of Kyle’s mother. “Besides, didn’t you come here with a movie star?”

“Fair enough,” Zoe rolled her eyes with a laugh. She looked at you. “Sorority girl?”

You shook your head. “God, no,” you grimaced.

The three of you had been talking for a while when Zoe decided it was time to go find her friend. “Have you seen Madison?” She asked, looking around for any sight of her blonde friend.

You shrugged. “Not since you guys arrived.”

“You think she ditched you?” Kyle asked, looking around for any sight of her himself. Zoe shrugged.

“We’ll go look around upstairs,” you offered, grabbing Kyle’s hand and pulling him in the direction of the closest staircase. “I doubt she’s gone far.”

You and Kyle stumbled upon something you did not want to see.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Kyle demanded in anger at the sight of one of his brothers hovering over a clearly intoxicated Madison whilst another filmed it. “Are you out of your mind?!”

You watched in horror as Madison squirmed about and whimpered under the body pressing her down. You knew Kyle’s frat brothers were assholes, you’d known since your first meeting, but this was a whole other level and you couldn’t believe they had stooped so slow. Zoe appeared beside you, taking in the scene before rushing to Madison’s aid, who had now been freed from the guy’s hold.

At the door to the room the guys started shoving each other. You saw Kyle reach for the phone the other guys had been filming with, only to be pushed aside as the others took their leave and ran out of the door. You already knew what Kyle was going to do.

“Kyle! Wait!” You shouted, but he was already long gone after his brothers. You looked back at Madison, who was now being nursed by Zoe on the bed. “I’ve got to go after him before he does something stupid.” You bolt out the door straight after.

“Kyle!” You followed where you had seen the boys run, pushing past the crowds of partying people. “Did the frat guys go this way?” You asked a couple of girls hanging by the top of the stairs. One of the girls nodded and you thanked them before continuing your chase after Kyle and the other fraternity brothers.

You just caught sight of Kyle running onto the frat bus as you reached outside. You ran straight for the bus, knocking on the door angrily. “Open the door!” You shouted. “Kyle!”

The bus started moving, leaving you standing in the middle of the road alone. You debated chasing after it, but figured out quickly that there was no point as you wouldn’t be able to reach it. Sighing, you watched in defeat as the bus made its way down the street.

Suddenly, the bus flipped over.

“Kyle? Kyle!” You screamed, tears immediately streaming down your cheeks as you saw the bus flip over. You ran towards it, but one of the partygoers grabbed your arms to hold you back. “Kyle!” You fought against the stranger’s grip, trying to reach Kyle, desperate to reach Kyle, but failing. The stranger holding you, a girl, said something to you but you didn’t hear them, a ringing in your ear silencing everything. Kyle. Kyle was on that bus. Kyle was in that wreckage. You soon gave up pulling as the tears came quicker and suddenly you were a heaped mess on the floor, sobbing over the fact that your beautiful, loving boyfriend was dead.

And you never got to say goodbye.

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So there’s part 1! I hope it was okay, it’s my first time writing. Part 2 follows the aftermath of the crash and will be up soon. Thank you!

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Sunshine Boy Chapter 2

Franken Kyle Spencer X Reader

Word count: 1,241

Summery: A typical story of girl meets boy…and maybe some trouble along the way.

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St..uu..upid” He mumbles as he points his pointer finger at his chest.

“I know you’re not Kyle. You’re not stupid, okay?” I say while giving him a small smile.

Immediately I am engulfed in a tight hug. His arms wrap around me and his head goes to rest on my shoulder. After a few seconds, my hands start to stroke his hair in a soothing matter.

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Before I arrived at Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, I thought that I was destined to be alone. A certain blonde proved otherwise, he showed me kindness that no one ever has.

Even though he had difficulty talking, somehow I always knew exactly what he wanted to say.

At one point I even thought I was a clairvoyant, but after a few other tests it turned out to not be the case.

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“An Ouija board huh?” I say while leaning on the wall next to the closet.

“Madison wants us to find her and we can't afford to lose a single witch if we want to survive.” Replies Zoe as she pours a drink into multiple shot glasses.

After Queenie’s terrifying story about her grandma and a spirit board, I was even less excited about the whole plan.

“There are four of us, and if we want to find Madison we need to witch up.” Says Zoe as she places the now empty shot glass on the board.

After a while of trying, and later contacting the Axeman, we finally managed to reach Madison. All four of us went up to the attic as the spirit board instructed.

It was a horrifying sight, Madison lying there with her arm severed in half. It looked like her body already started to decompose. Yet despite all of the horrific things that happened to her, she still looked peaceful.

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Ever since Madison’s return, the academy felt more like a war zone than a school. Fiona was going after possible supremes and rekindling old feuds with neighboring covens.

Despite everything that was going on, I could still seek comfort in my two closest friends at the academy. Due to the fact that I was getting closer to Kyle, it also meant that I was getting closer to Zoe.

Since the day I met her I knew that she was going to be a big part of my life.

“Hey YN, can you help me gather some herbs in the garden?” Asks Zoe, interrupting my thoughts.

“Yeah of course, I’ll grab the baskets.” I reply while getting up and going towards the kitchen.

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After spending about a half an hour out in Cordelia’s garden, Zoe and I head back inside.

“So Kyle seems to like you quite a lot..” Says Zoe as she empties the contents of her basket onto the table.

“Yeah I like him too, he’s a really good friend.” I reply while doing the same.

“Mhm.. he’s definitely the light this place needed.” She responds while looking at the dark hallway outside the kitchen.

Following our little chat in the academy’s kitchen, I went upstairs to clean up. Before getting in the shower I decided to pay Kyle a visit in his room.

After knocking a few times and getting no answer I figured that it was okay for me to come in. As I went through the door and into his bedroom, I saw him sleeping peacefully on his bed.

His body was fully under the covers except for one arm which was tangling off the bed and he had a light smile resting on his lips.

He looked almost angelic under the golden light of the sunset.

I was about to leave the room when I heard a quiet whisper of my name. I turned around and saw Kyle sitting up on the bed, he was smiling like a kid on christmas morning.

“Hey Ky, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.” I say as I walk up to him.

In response he just shook his head which made his blonde curls fall onto his face.

Instinctively I brought my hand up to his face to try and fix his hair. Immediately after my fingers connected with his golden curls, I noticed that Kyle closed his eyes and his dimples were now visible.

As I continued to play with his hair I realized that he started to lean on my shoulder. After a few minutes I removed my fingers from his hair and tried to get him back into bed.

“H..ha…p..py.” Stuttered Kyle as I pulled the blanket over his body.

“I’m happy too Ky.” I responded while giving him a small smile.

For the first time in a long time I could say that I was truly happy. Sure the coven played a big part in that happiness, but the main reason was Kyle.

“Okay I’m gonna go make you some dinner, in the meantime try and get more sleep.” I said as I finished tucking him in.

“N..no..sta..y.” Kyle hesitated for just a moment before taking my hand into his own.

At that I gave him a small nod and decided to lay down on the bed. After making sure that it was okay with Kyle, I got under the warm blanket.

After getting situated I noticed that Kyle was already drifting off to sleep. I moved a bit closer so that way I could be the big spoon and he the little.

Turns out that Kyle was a big fan of that idea. A few moments after my arm wrapped around him, he began to let out soft snores. His hand also went up to hold mine, as if to make sure that I wouldn’t get up and leave.

If there was one thing I knew for sure is that I would never leave Kyle Spencer.

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The following morning I was woken up by the sun which was seeping through the curtains. I turned to face Kyle and noticed that he wasn’t sleeping. His eyes were focused on my face, when he realized that I caught him staring he just gave me a goofy smile.

“G..g..ood..m…mm..moor-“ I smile as Kyle attempts to communicate his thoughts.

After a few seconds he lets out an irritated huff and burries his face in the pillow.

“Hey hey it’s alright. Good morning to you too Ky.” I comfort him as he continues to wallow.

I gently place my hand on his shoulder and tell him that I was going to go get us some breakfast. Once again he protests, but I still exist the bedroom telling him that I would be right back.

As I walked into the kitchen I noticed Zoe standing over by the fridge.

“Hey Zoe!” I greet her while grabbing two bowls out of the cabinet.

“Oh my god YN where have you been? I thought something happened .” Says Zoe as her face pales ans her arms go up to her heart.

“I was with Kyle, sorry didn’t mean to give you a scare.” At that she seems to slightly calm down, however her face remains a few shades lighter.

“With Kyle? Wha.. what do you mean?” She questions as she closes the fridge.

After a quick retelling of yesterday’s events, Zoe’s face regains its color. I knew she felt protective over Kyle ever since his death. What I didn’t know was the reason why..

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PS: Im currently working on a Kyle Spencer one-shot which should be posted soon. I also started working on the 3rd chapter of “Sunshine Boy” and let me tell y’all.. I already cried twice. The next chapter is no joke but Im so excited for you guys to read it! I will also be making a tag-list so let me know if you would like to be added! As always my requests are open so feel free to send them my way!:)

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18. Autistic. I use any pronouns.

Non-binary and Bisexual

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How The Evans Would React To Reader Who Has Panic Attacks

A/N: Hi guys!! This is just what I headcanon Evan's characters to be like with a partner who has panic attacks. As someone who deals with panic attacks personally, this hits really close to home. I hope y'all enjoy, and comments are always appreciated.

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Tate Langdon

Has experienced panic himself, so is surprisingly good at handling them.

Will hold you as close as possible until it passes.

Lets you cry into his chest and sometimes even sheds a few tears himself.

Combs his fingers through your hair and presses soft kisses to your forehead.

He's mostly quiet during them considering he's not the best with his words, and mostly relies on his physical presence to comfort you.

Tate hates seeing you like this, so he always pushes you to have a conversation about what triggered the attack once you're calm.

Tate obviously isn't a mental health expert, but he wants to help you to the best of his ability.

Kit Walker

The SWEETEST boy oh my lord.

Kit will immediately drop whatever he's doing and rush to be by your side.

He takes both of your hands in his, and pulls you into him.

"Look at me, sweetheart. You'll get through this."

Is super vocal, and his words always help calm you.

Will kiss your tears away until you don't have anymore to shed.

"I love you hon, it's gonna be okay."

Once you've calmed down some, he'll carry you to bed so you can rest.

Listens to your every request and does whatever in order to make you feel comfortable.

Also makes sure that he knows your triggers so he can help minimize your attacks.

Kit is the king of communication, and your relationship is built on honesty and transparency.

Pre-Death Kyle Spencer

Also extremely sweet and loving.

I'm a firm believer that Kyle is an amazing listener so over time he becomes very well equipped to help you.

"Hey babe are you okay?"

"Oh shit!" He immediately pulls you into him.

Will sway back and forth as he holds you to help soothe you.

Also I think he would have a habit of humming softly in your ear, whether it's consciously or not.

Jimmy Darling

I know for a fact that Jimmy is a big hugger, so his first instinct is to give you a big hug.

He doesn't have much experience with panic attacks, but I'm sure my queen Ethel taught him how to be empathetic.

I feel like he would sing to you to calm you down, doing what he does best yk?

I think he'd be a super anxious boyfriend, so he'll constantly check in on you for the next few days to make sure you're okay.

"Hey, how're ya feeling?"

"Jimmy, I told you I'm okay."

"I know, I know, I just want to be extra sure."

James March

I feel like he'd lowkey be super confused, especially the first time you had an around him.

Given the fact that he's over 100 years old he doesn't even know what a panic attack is.

I feel like he would think you were being possessed at first and freak out.

Once he does understand though, he'd actually be very loving.

For one thing, if James happens to fall in love with you then he is IN LOVE.

He would devote his life to you and nothing about you could deter him from loving you.

The main thing he'll do to comfort you is kiss you everywhere.

Like he will kiss your cheeks, your shoulders, your nose, your lips. Not in a sexual way, but in an affectionate way.

Kai Anderson

I think he'd be super super awkward about it.

Like I can honestly imagine him giving you a pat on the shoulder and being like "get it together."

On the other hand, if he's in a good mood, he'd start talking about how once he takes control of the country you won't have to deal with anything like that anymore.

If he's feeling extra generous he'll even hold your hand to help you relax.

Kai is your typical narcissist so he would deal with your panic attacks in the only way that he knows how, making it about himself.

But you know that's just how he is, and that he shows his affection in his own way.

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