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#pre death!kyle
marchsfreakshow · 1 month
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"you're the prettiest girl."
Gentle touches on faces, and back against the wall. Both of them outside, away from whatever party was happening. A small blush, and both give a little giggle.
"It's true! And this time it's not the alcohol."
Another childish giggle and a silly kiss on the cheek.
"you can't say I love youuu...what if you regret it in the morning?"
A shake of the head.
"Wait really?"
A quick nod and a shy smile. Then kisses. One after the other as they both smiled. God what was happening? Drunken rambles that's all. It couldn't be anything else.
"wow.. damn. Okay. Cool. Cool!"
Blurred thoughts as the music was muted through the walls. Red and warm faces, pressed against eachother to hold one another up. His hands never staying in one place. Waist, hips, one petting their hair, the other gently holding the small of their back.
"I'm pretty? Nope. You're the pretty one."
Starting to get needy. He could feel it. God. Not right now. Absolutely not. But with them? It felt so right. Mushed up thoughts from the alcohol, unable to process all his thoughts. Another set of little quiet giggles, would he fall asleep before anything happens?? They're not all the others, who wouldn't care that he's tired. Letting him fall asleep, caring for him. Sleeping right by his side.
"mmm...I love you...'m so glad nothing bad happened tonight."
Both of them laying on a bed, maybe his. Maybe a friends bed. Didn't matter. The music didn't stop him from falling asleep instantly when his head hit the pillow. Sleepy stares, and moving his arm over their own torso. How on earth could this man sleep with music practically blasting the walls down?
"Love you, Kyle. I hope you don't regret it in the morning."
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am3ricanh0rrorwh0re · 27 days
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Frat!Kyle Headcanons (boyfriend)
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nsfw + sfw headcanons !!
loves his frat bros, but would rather spend nights with you
sneaks over to your dorm/house/sorority almost every night
takes you with the frat whenever they go out for drinks
always pulls really corny dance moves at parties/clubs to playfully embarrass you
breaks the frat boy stereotype
protects you around other guys
always makes sure you’re comfortable and will never ever bring you into a dangerous situation
gets made fun of by his frat bros for how gentle he is with you
probably never got his driver’s license
is a menace on rollerblade or a skateboard
will always always always answer a call or a text immediately after it’s sent/called
cuddles with you on the couch of the frat house and ultimately gets made fun of
for your anniversary, he’ll buy you a basket of candy or memorabilia from your favorite movie, tv show, or hobby.
will call you super cute nicknames like “hottie, baby, cutie, smokin’ hot”
not a huge pothead, but if you wanted to smoke, he’d probably take the occasional hit
would totally rock you softly to sleep in his arms
he would use super dumb pick up lines when the first met you, in hopes to bag a hottie such as yourself
would use “no, i have a girlfriend” over “sorry i have a girlfriend”, but you’d also probably never catch him dead talking to another girl (pun intended)
probably knows how to ride a dirt bike and would take you on these super cute dirt bike dates
helps you study even though he has no idea what you’re studying
anytime you two were going to have sex, he’d set up the works. and i mean THE WORKS. rose petals, candles, silk sheets
100% a shower sex boy. He loves the steam and sensuality of it all.
would save up money just to buy you the smallest designer item
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witchyykitten · 1 year
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tweetsonurface · 1 year
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Hey so I'm bored and it's the weekend so for anyone that wants a fanfic about any evan character I'll do it. I have no limits on what I do and I'll write about anything, just no daddy daughter type shit. No cnc either. That's it, pls request
ALSO I only do fem readers or gn. I can't write about men cuz I don't have a penis, and I don't know if I'll be able to make it accurate 💀
And yes I could search up and to research on men orgasms but I'm way too lazy for that so ima just stick with the clit
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ladychandraofthemoone · 8 months
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“What if I forget your face?
What if you move on without me?
What if I can't find
The doorway back through?
And what if I do
But I don't recognize you?”
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“Strangled by the red string concept but make it flowers” Centuarworld’s got my attention, this song didn’t me cry at all :’)
Stanley is terrified of the day he completely loses his memories of Kyle. His voice, his smile, how small yet rough his hands were, the way his laughter was so contagious and his eyes lit up an entire room which was rare during that time him constantly looking at the bright side despite the situation and boosting morale, it was so beautiful he misses it, misses everything about him so much. He doesn’t carry much memorabilia on him, only some pieces of jewelry that he never wears in fear of losing them, a gamcha and a few photos that are well cared for yet torn at the edges and faded over time. He’s so scared of the day he’ll forget Kyle completely.
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chaosandmarigolds · 13 days
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Lil bit of Pre-K angst? comin right up!! (i don't know what im doing lol??? a short little one part of a dibble dabble, mentions of injury, car accidents, drunk driving death,
It was a promise.
He had knelt down to Olivers level, telling him that he would come back to him. He told the sobbing child that nothing would happen to him, he told Oliver that he would be fine.
Why didn't he think about Oliver?
How could he have not thought about Oliver?
How could he have not worried about you?
The call had knocked the wind out of him, he didn't even realize he was the emergency contact on Oliver's list beside you. The mission wasn't even dangerous it was stupid- a conference in a city a few towns over and he had...
"Is this a.. Mister Simon Riley?"
Simon looks up from the file he had been reading over, seeing Kyle and Johnny's eyes look up at him from the sudden stiffening of his posture.
"Yeah?"
"Mister Riley, unfortunately your wife and son-"
"M-my what?"
If his blood wasn't cold enough it certainly was when he heard your name followed by Oliver's, and he swore that everything began to slow. His feet where moving on their own, leaving Johnny and the team without an answer.
Everything was in slow motion, expect him.
a four-hour drive cut into one and a half. Two police cars tried to chase him on the freeway but he didn't care, easy to lose.
He had to pry the details out of the nurse, yet all she would simply say is that it was a group of teenagers 'pre-gaming' for a party, club hopping- and it was a Friday and fridays are when you take Oliver to his swimming lessons and then go get ice cream at the place down town-
She said you and Oliver were lucky to be alive, not quite stable, and that 'luckily' no one else was hurt.
Simon Riley was many things, he had cried enough times to make anyone pity him. Nor was he religious, for no God would forsake him as cruelly as he had been.
Yet that night, he cried tears and prayed to whatever God there was for a miracle.
(Anyway. that's it <<<3 I hope that works because I'm not super used to writing sad stuff, but it was fun to do! Feed back and comments make my day!)
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thegnomelord · 5 months
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18, gaz and price (separately), possibly trans for either of them?
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I'm not doing two separate characters so I just picked Gaz since there's not enough smut of him. Also I blame @rodolfoparras n @lieutnt for putting me on the breeding men train :Dd. Play the game HERE
Prompt: Sex after a near death experience
CW:NSFW, Trans!Gaz, Male reader, somnophilia, breeding kink, baby trapping
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Gaz nearly lost you. He knows in this industry it's only a matter of time before something like this happens, but it had still scared him to death when he saw you go down. He bargained with anything above that would listen for you to just live, useless to do anything but watch behind a screen as surgeons rushed to keep you alive.
The idea to keep a part of you strikes him when he goes to buy a new box of birth control, the knowledge of having someone to love and care for when you may not return to him has Kyle backpedaling out of the pharmacy fast as lightning.
Kyle carefully slinks into your shared bed despite the fact the pain meds in your system keep you sleeping like a log. You don't stir when he pulls your sleeping pants and boxers down, but Kyle coos softly when your cock twitches from a simple touch; just goes to show even unconscious you want him.
He lays chaste but loving kisses along your exposed skin, careful where blotches of red stain your bandages as he settles between your legs. He takes your soft cock into his mouth and just lets you rest against his tongue, warmth flooding his heart when his soft massage of your thighs makes you throb inside him. He watches your chest carefully and stays warming you until your breathing levels out again, your body relaxing even further.
He moves his tongue slowly and takes his time to relearn all your sensitive spots, each swipe of his tongue making you grow harder and harder until he can trace the veins along your cock. His mouth vibrates with a groan when a bead of pre seeps from your head and he savors the taste like it's honey, the scent and taste of you forcing him to push two fingers into himself to settle the heat in his belly. The combined sound of his lips slurping and sucking on your cock and his cunt wetly squelching as he roughly stretches himself has him clenching hard on his fingers.
He lets go of your cock when you finally get rock hard in his mouth, laying a final kiss to the tip before he straddles you. He's careful not to jostle your stitches when you can barely breathe without pulling them, bracing a hand next to your head as he uses his slick fingers to lube you up further.
Taking hold of your cock head he resists taking you balls deep and slowly eases himself down until the tip pops inside him. He breathes out slowly, lashes fluttering as you groan in your sleep. His cunt flutters around your hard shaft as he slides down, treasuring every inch as it spreads him so wonderfully. "So big for me," He's breathless when he finally settles on your thighs, hole clenching around you as his body tries desperately to adjust to your size, pain and pleasure mingling along his spine.
Your breathing picks up when he starts moving, thighs tensing to slowly rise and fall back on your cock. Kyle places a hand on his stomach and just the idea of it growing large, of being gravid with your kid, has his body moving on it's own, so lost in his little fantasy he doesn't notice you waking up.
"Kyle?" You breathe out and Gaz knows the moment you register where your cock is when your hips do a little twitch upwards.
"Mornin' love." He breathes out, leaning in to sweetly kiss your eyelids; he hopes you and the baby will have matching eyes.
"What are you doing?" You grind your teeth, eyes closing as the pleasure of his tight hot heat washes over you. You pant, gripping his thighs as he continues to ride you.
"Shhh, let me have this, yeah?" He kisses you softly, grinding his hips so your cock tip brushes against his cervix, heart fluttering when you moan unabashedly.
It takes you a little while to notice that there's no separation between your cock and his gummy walls like there usually is, "Are you on the pill?" You ask, but you don't attempt to stop him, too exhausted and sleepy to do anything but be a living dildo for him.
"Yeah." The lie slips so easily from his lips he doesn't even think about it, increasing his pace so his asscheeks clap against your thighs and drive you both closer to orgasm. "Please, mate, love, need you-" He grabs your hand and places it on his stomach, pressing down until you can feel yourself through his skin. "-right here."
The desperate look in his eyes has you nodding quickly, bucking your hips upwards and your cock twitching when he moans so sweetly. "Want me to put a baby in you, huh?" You slur, even with the arousal and pain meds clouding your mind you notice how your words make him speed up. "You want to be a mommy Kyle?"
You don't expect your words to make him gush slick. "Fuck, yes, yes, yes-" He braces against your shoulders, slamming his hips down to meet your thrusts, whimpering softly then your thumb comes down to rub his clit. "-yes, please, love, need- need your cum."
You both tumble into orgasm soon after, his hips pressing flush to yours so your cum has a direct path into his womb and thighs tensing as if you'd try to pull him off. He's panting, mind a buzz with pleasure as he can feel your cum slosh inside him when he presses against his stomach.
Your head lolls back against the pillow, eyes closing as post-orgasmic bliss threatens to pull you back into the land of dreams. Overstimulation cuts through the fog of sleep as Kyle moves, but instead of getting off he just starts slowly riding you again, small little grinds of his hips making you harden despite just cuming.
"Kyle, what?" You suck in a breath, overstimulation turning to pleasure but even then it's getting harder to stay awake when your body's so ehausted.
You feel his hand on your cheek, his lips softly kissing all around your face. "Shhhh love," He murmurs against your brow, kissing each eyelid and trailing down to the tip of your nose. "Go back to sleep, I promise I'll be quick." Pecking your nose he meets your lips in a lazy kiss.
"Fine," You concede, not able and not wanting to stop him when he looks so pretty on top of you, the spine tingling pleasure of his warm cunt continuing to clench around you slowly lulling you back to sleep. When you'll awaken, you'll find him curled up next to you, a hand held possessively held on his stomach to protect your valuable cum inside him. . . but for now Kyle will just ride you until you shoot blanks, drawing sleepy orgasm after sleepy orgasm out of you until his womb's overflowing with your cum.
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slutforgarlogan · 2 months
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First time | Pre death Kyle Spencer x F! reader
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Summary: Kyle and reader have been seeing each other for a while and the reader loses her v card to him
Warnings: smut, p in v, hair pulling like once, praise, first time, pretty basic vanilla shit its just Kyle being adorable, oral (f recievering), kinda rushed at the end i have 3 overdue assignments to attend to
His lips softly meld with yours and his tongue darts out his between his lips, swiping over your bottom lip as a silent request for you to open your mouth. You obliged, and your tongue slips into his mouth too, wrestling for dominance.
You and Kyle had known each other for almost a year now, you'd met him at one of his frat's parties, and you fell for him instantly. Making out was a regular thing for you both, though you'd never taken it any further - you were a virgin. You weren't ashamed of it by any means, you just weren't interested in losing it to someone who didn't mean anything to you. But it was moments like these with Kyle that you wish you had just a little bit of experience. Just to be confident enough to take it further.
His hands run down your body, tracing your figure, and he stops when they're cupping your ass to squeeze it a little. His tongue is still exploring your mouth, winning the battle for dominance as you keep your arms tightly wound around his neck.
Eventually you broke apart for a second, locking eyes breathlessly. He gives you a soft smile, before moving in to kiss you again, one hand holding the side of your neck in a way that made you want to take him right then, and the other on the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair as he kisses you. You instinctively wrap your arms around his torso, pulling him closer to you.
You match the rhythm of how he's kissing you, and you feel his hand tug at your hair. You let out a small whimper by accident, and you feel your face flush out of embarrassment. He moves the hand from your neck down to your shoulder, pushing one of the straps of your dress down your shoulder as he pulls away.
You look at him, not sure what you can say, but he opens his mouth before you can, smirking "Oh? You like that dont you?" You just look at him doe eyed and nod meekly. He lets out a soft chuckle, continuing what he was doing, reaching his hand out to push the other dress strap down.
You watch his hand, not saying anything for a second and not daring to look him in the eyes as you regain the ability to speak, though your voice comes out as barely a whisper "Kyle"
His eyes flick up to look at your face again, and you still don't dare to lock your eyes with his. He hums a little "mhm" in response, waiting for you to speak. You feel a little embarassed, and you look at the little space of floor in between the two of you's feet, tone still hushed. "I've never.. I'm a virgin"
He puts his finger under your chin, and tilts your head up to face him. You reluctantly let your eyes lock with his, and his gaze is soft, a small smile painted on his pretty face. "We don't have to do anything. It's up to you, really"
"No no, i want to" you almost stammer it out. You'd been longing for something more for a while, but you were scared you would mess up and you would hate to embarass yourself in front of Kyle.
He raises an eyebrow, keeping his expression soft and warm, and the comforting smile never left his lips "You sure?"
You nod, and he smiles, slowly moving his hand back over to pull your dress down and moving back a bit to let you step out of it yourself. You do so, and you feel a little self conscious stood in front of him in just your bra and panties. You look at his face, and you can't actually read it. Your mind is racing, overthinking like crazy, but Kyle smiles and whispers lowly "You're so beautiful"
You exchange a small and cheesy smile with him as your cheeks turn pink once again, and he points at his bed behind you. "Sit, let me take care of you" You back up, sitting down when you feel the side of the bed against the back of your legs. You're already soaked through and he's barely touched you yet - you can feel it too, your body aching deliciously for him to touch you.
He sits on the floor in front of you, on his knees, and he presses an open mouthed kiss on your chest, in between your boobs. He trails kisses down your torso, softly sucking on the skin a couple times, leaving light marks that make your breath hitch. Your eyes stay trained on him as he gets closer to the place you need him most, and he gently hooks 2 of his fingers over the waistband of your underwear, looking up at you with a soft gaze. "Is this okay?" he asks, just to give you the opportunity to back out if you weren't sure. You nod a little at him, and he notices how quiet you've been the whole time, not taking the small nod as a real answer. "Words baby"
Your eyes are still trained on him as you reply softly, and you can hear a bit of desperation in your voice. "Yes, Kyle please"
He's clearly satisfied with that answer, as he pulls ur panties down your legs, watching a string of your arousal connect from your core to your panties for a second before it breaks. You're absolutely soaked, and Kyle is obssessed with the effect he has on you. He grins to himself as he tosses your panties to the side, not commenting on how wet you are in case he embarrases you.
He uses his big hands to carefully push your thighs apart, putting them over his shoulders as he teasingly blows air onto your core. You mewl quietly, looking at him with desperate glossed over eyes. silently begging him to not tease you. He lets out a quiet breathy chuckle, and licks a stripe from your hole to your clit. You take a sharp breath in, arching slightly. "Kyle please dont tease"
He is relishing in how desperate you are for him, and he wants to tease you more but he decides to be nice since its your first time. He dips his head down fully, and presses a feather light kiss to your clit, and then kitten licks the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hands fly into his hair, tangling your fingers in his soft blond locks as he licks and sucks your clit.
He moves a hand down too, pressing a finger to your hole and slowly pushing it in, before pulling it back out and pushing it in again, continuing to pump it at a steady rhythm. Your breathing starts to get heavier, as you let out quiet moans and whimpers arching your back on his sheets. He adds another finger, stretching you out ready for his dick, scissoring the two fingers inside you, and then curling them upwards to his the spongy spot inside you that makes you moan out.
"fuckk Kyle, right there" He smiles againsg your pussy as you moan. He latches his mouth on your already overly sensitive clit, sucking it quite harshly and tears threaten the corners of your eyes at the heavy stimulation. You whimper out a string of curse words along with pleas of his name "im so close"
He brings his other hand off your thigh to press your abdomen, sucking your clit harder and keeping the pace with his fingers. You feel the coil in your stomach start to tighten, and it snaps with a particularly harsh suck on your clit. Your legs tremble a little around his head and you snap your thighs shut, locking his head in place as you moan out his name like a mantra, walls clenching as you cum around his fingers.
He pumps his fingers in and out a couple more times as he pulls his head away, letting you ride out your high. "Good girl, you did so well for me. Do you think you can do another?"
You take a second to catch your breath, and then nod at him "mhm, want you inside Kyle"
He smiles again, unbuttoning his trousers in a hurry as you unclasp your bra, throwing it across the room. He crawls onto the bed, hovering over you as he takes his shirt off, tossing it across the room, and you can feel his dick brush against your thigh.
He looks down at your face as he lines himself up with your entrance, smiling softly and pushing himself in. He bottoms out, stretching out your walls and then stills, looking at you for a signal to move. It hurt a little bit, but the pain was bareable, and a bit pleasurable. You nod gently, breathing out a small "please"
He gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead, thrusting in and out of you lovingly at a pace that wasnt fast by any means, but it wasnt slow either.
He picks up the pace after a while, kneading your breast with one hand. Kyle lets out a low moan, eyes fluttering shut, "Fuckk baby, you feel so good" you just whimper in response to it, still feeling sensitive from cumming not long ago.
Kyle snakes his hand down from your breast, moving it down to your clit to rub soft circles on it, thrusting into you harder and faster, making you moan and whimper underneath him. He's getting closer, and he tries to concentrate on not cumming - wanting to get you to finish before he pulls out. His dick twitches a little and his thrusts become just the slightest bit sloppier. He puts pressure on your clit with his finger, and you whimper out a string of desperate pleas.
He leans down to place a kiss on your shoulder. "I know baby, let go" You whimper, and pulse around him, cumming all over his cock. "Good girl" his voice comes out as a broken moan. He pulls out at an insane speed and you whine at the abrupt loss of contact.
You watch him as he gives his dick a couple pumps before he spills his load onto your stomach. The noises he makes are nothing short of sinful, the sight and sound of him making your aching and sensitive cunt clench around nothing and he collapses down next to you, kissing your shoulder as he does so, catching his breath for a second.
"I love you Ky"
He smiles at you softly, reaching his hand out to rub a thumb over your cheek as he locks eyes with you. "I love you too"
He stands up off the bed. "Lets get you cleaned up baby"
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redroses07 · 2 months
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AHS boys cuddling headcanons. <3
A/N: Hey guys! I'm back from my year long hiatus! It's been a crazy year for me and I've been through a lot of ups and downs but I'm finally back! Expect me to be posting a lot now because I have a TON of ideas. Anyways, enjoy this little drabble! Love y'all!
Contains: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Michael Langdon, and Xavier Plympton.
Tate Langdon:
This boy is definitely a little spoon.
Constantly asks you to hold him in your arms.
You, personally love this, and happily wrap your arms around him lovingly.
Places soft kisses on your fingers while you trace his features.
Absolutely LOVES when you play with his hair, he practically begs for it.
Now don't think he's always going to be the one being held, that's just what he prefers.
If you're feeling down he'll pull you into his chest, and hold you like something's going to take you from him (his abandonment issues showing)
Loves kissing your neck while cuddling.
Kit Walker:
Kit is truly the most loving partner you could ask for and cuddling with you is one of his favorite things in the whole world.
Likes to see your pretty face so prefers that you two lay facing each other.
Softly tells you all the things he loves about you while pressing kisses to your nose, lips, cheeks, and forehead.
When I tell you his hands would be all over you, I mean ALL OVER. He loves to trace his fingers down your arms, torso and stomach.
Kit also likes to sneak his hands under your shirt when your laying together, and he often falls asleep with them like that.
Cannot fall asleep unless his hands are on you in some way (will not lose you like he lost Alma)
Anyways Kit is amazing and I am in love with him.
Pre-death Kyle Spencer:
Tbh he's my least favorite Evan character so apologies if this sucks.
For some reason I feel like he loves to nuzzle his face in your neck, and he often falls asleep like that.
Lets you lay on his lap while he works on schoolwork, and starts playing with your hair when he loses focus.
Loves when you sit in his lap, he will pull you in his lap literally anywhere. No matter if you're alone, or with your friends he feels the best when you're comfortably situated on his lap.
Jimmy Darling:
Big spoon!!!!!!
Loves when you straddle his waist or wrap your arms around his neck.
Really loves to feel as close to you as possible so he'll tangle your bodies together in every possible way.
One would think it would be hard to get comfortable like that but your comfort is Jimmy's #1 priority, even if that means sacrificing his own.
So if that means his arm falls asleep or his leg cramps, that's okay! as long as you're co. mfortable.
Jimmy loves to kiss your cheeks, and when he's in a silly mood he quickly switches between the two. This leaves you flustered, and in a fit of giggles.
James Patrick March
You wouldn't expect it but James LOVES cuddling with you.
On the outside he seems like he would be cold and dismissive in a relationship but you are his EVERYTHING.
Loves when you lay on top of him and he can comfortably wrap his arms around you.
Constantly whispers to you how much he loves and adores you and would do anything for you (In love with his accent)
Probably not surprising but he likes to leave marks all over you, and not just during sex.
Will bite and suck on your skin while you're cuddling. His favorite place to leave marks is your collarbone.
He sees this as an intimate act, and loves the idea that people will know you belong to him.
Kai Anderson
Lets be real...this man is not a cuddler. To be honest he only cares about you when he's trying to make the messiah baby.
But occasionally he'll be extremely overwhelmed with cult responsibilities and will turn to you for condolences.
Holds you while he vents to you about his frustrations.
Plays with your hair or fiddles with the straps of your tank top to distract himself.
Will also ask you about your day to give him something else to think about.
These are the few times when Kai shows his vulnerable side.
Will kiss your shoulders while you tell him about your day, or give him cult advice.
Michael Langdon:
I love Michael so much y'all he's literally my husband.
Cuddling can go either way with him tbh. Sometimes it's him holding you, and sometimes it's you holding him.
When he holds you he pulls you into him and traces is fingers along your back.
Loves to intertwine your fingers and tightly grip your hand. It makes him feel closer and more connected to you.
Cuddling is when you and Michael have your most intimate bonding moments. When you spill your deepest thoughts and secrets to each other.
On the other hand, when the pressure on Michael is too much, he wants you to hold him.
He cries softly, and stuffs his face into your chest in an effort to hide his tears.
When life just becomes too much for him being held and kissed by you makes everything feel okay.
This is a weird one but I feel like he'd have you brush his hair (I love long hair Michael don't hate).
Xavier Plympton:
Likes to listen to music while cuddling, and will softly sing along if he knows the lyrics.
Will also tap on your back along to the beat.
Likes when you lay your head on his chest and drape your legs over his.
Loves to talk while cuddling, telling you everything that comes to his mind.
He talks, you listen, and that's what he loves about you.
Takes breaks in between his various rants to kiss the top of your head and make sure you're comfortable.
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yes-divine-ruler · 10 months
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tate langdon
one-shots
smut
Caught  
Ghosts Aren’t Real x kai anderson
Hide and Seek
Sorry Mommy x sub!tate
Every Inch
Whatcha Reading?
Please Touch Me x sub!tate
drabbles/blurbs
riding tate’s face
‎‏‏‎‎kit walker
one-shots
smut
Daddy Doesn’t Know —— Part 1, Part 2
40 Lashes
She Dominates x sub!kit
You Win This Time
Your First Time”
kyle spencer
one-shots
smut
Give it to me, Baby x pre death!kyle
Daddy Needs a Study Break x pre death!kyle
You’re Forgiven x franken!kyle
fluff
Spring Sun x franken!kyle
drabbles
frankenkyle nsfw prompts (1)‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎
jimmy darling
one-shots
angst
I’m Gonna Marry Her Anyway
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newwavesylviaplath · 24 days
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evans characters as lana songs 💋
not camryn's normal content but whatever this has been on my mind 🙏🙏 just so we're clear:
tate- i want you boy, pretty when you cry
kit- let the light in, tomorrow never came, queen of the gas station
kyle- (pre death) driving in cars with boys, video games, black beauty
jimmy- national anthem, blue jeans, yayo, how to disappear
james- art deco, million dollar man, and money, power, glory
epm & rory monahan: idk i haven't watched roanoke in like a year
kai: ultraviolence, cult leader (duh), religion, american (RAHH 🦅 🇺🇸)
gallant: PEPPERS LMFAOO
austin sommers: groupie love, serene queen, your girl, fishtail
peter maximoff: high by the beach, white dress (cuz she talks real fast in that one)
colin zabel: playing dangerous, thunder, pretty much all of blue banisters
argue with the wall. (actually dont instead interact with me im so bored 💀)
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am3ricanh0rrorwh0re · 26 days
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Living Dead Boy ☆
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franken!kyle spencer x witch fem!reader
summary: you’re taking care of a primal frat boy you reanimated
warnings: nsfw, oral (male receiving), rough sex
You thought you were safe for the night. Away from Kyle Spencer, the now primal frat boy you reanimated out of pure infatuation after you hit it off with him at a party. You rebuilt him with your bitchy friend-enemy hybrid and fellow witch, Madison Montgomery, who was also the reason for Kyle and his frat bro’s deaths. She convinced you to find parts from each frat boy and stitch them all together, Kyle’s head at the top. Since all the boys were in pieces, it wasn’t a difficult task finding the perfect “boy parts”. Of course Madison got to pick the largest, thickest dick there, which you weren’t even sure was Kyle’s. Ever since you brought him back to life, he was like a caveman. He could barely form sentences and communicated in mostly grunts.
You through you’d put him to sleep with your lullabies. That was, until, he came into your room. He sat on your bed, staring you down uncomfortably. You sigh, giving him a smile as you ruffle his hair.
“What is it, Ky? I’m exhausted,” You coo, smiling at him. Kyle shifts uncomfortably, his hands playing with his pants.
“Hurts…help…Kyle…” He grunts softly. You cock your head slightly, a mix of confusion and worry painted across your face. The face that Kyle thought was gorgeous, even in his primal state.
“What?” You asked confused. “What hurts, Kyle?” You asked gently, cupping one of his scarred cheeks. He grabs your wrist tightly, making you gasp softly. He pulls your willingly-guided hand down to his bulging crotch.
“Here..” Kyle whimpers softly, leaving your hand on his crotch. “Help…Y/n…help..Kyle. please?”
You sigh reluctantly. Once you try to pull your hand away, he puts it right back on that one spot on his pajama pants. You feel his cock throbbing against the fabric, against your hand. “Are you sure?”
Kyle nods, pulling his pajama pants and boxers down. He rips them off his legs with all his strength as his cock springs out, slapping against his stomach. His dick is flushed and throbbing, covered in pre-cum. He wraps your hands around his cock, whimpering softly.
“N-Need…you…Kyle like…you..” He whined, trying to move your hands. You shook his hand off and started pumping his cock yourself. It was big in your hands, wet and big. Kyle whines on occasion when you stroke a good vein in his dick. He grabbed your shirt, prying it off of you.
“Ky-“ You start as his hands wrap around your back. He unclasps your bra like a pro, which was slightly concerning since he barely knew anything. He threw your bra off, revealing your tits to him. His eyes went wide before he grabbed your hands. You gasped softly as he pushed your hands to your breasts.
Kyle grabbed the sides of your head, pushing you down to his dick. “Go…down-!” Kyle yelled, pushing your head down. You whimpered slightly, moving your hands from your tits to his forearms. you hated pushing him away, but sometimes you had to.
“Kyle, stop!” You cried. You grabbed his wrists and kissed his cheek quickly. “Don’t force me. I’ll go at my own time,” You say softly but firmly.
“S-Sorry…don’t wanna hurt..you. Love Y/n…” Kyle says apologetically. You nod, stroking his hair.
“I know, Ky.” You smile. You put your hands on his thighs, lowering your mouth over his cock.
Your cheeks hollow as you suck on his cock, milking his cum from his flushed tip. Your tongue swirls around his cock, making him groan. Kyle bucked his hips, forcing his cock deeper into your mouth. You run your hands over his thighs, making him whimper.
“Good…feels good…” Kyle whined, cupping your sunken cheeks. He pulled and pushed on your head, controlling how you sucked him off. He let go quickly, grabbing the sheets of your bed. His fingers dug into the silk sheets of your bed. You felt him release into your mouth, so you pulled away, strings of hot cum connecting from your mouth to his dick. You smiled at him as you wiped your mouth. Kyle pulled his pants back up, grunting softly.
Kyle grabbed the sides of your face softly, pulling you into a soft tender kiss. As he kissed you, he wrapped his arms around your back, bringing you into his lap softly. He pulled away, playing with your hair softly.
“Love…Y/n..” He said softly, kissing the top of your head softly.
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yandereunsolved · 1 month
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Macabre Monster - ,, yandere pre & post death Kyle Spencer
tw(s): yandere themes, mentions of suicide (Kyle), Madison's sa mentioned, Kyle's boundaries being crossed (not by reader), Kyle's trauma (non-descriptive)
✧ Both you and Kyle attended the same campus. That is where it all started. You both attended the same party. Kyle was slightly intoxicated when he met you. You were standing in the corner awkwardly with the distinctly red solo cup. You both got to talking, and something just clicked. You made your way to a backroom in the absolutely trashed frat house and just talked. You practically spilled out your guts on each other. Kyle told you everything—how his father died at a young age, how he had to take up the role of'man  of the house', all of the trauma sounding to him and his mother. After that day, there was just a connection with you. Call it a sort of codependent need for intimacy. He never had someone healthy to just hang around. He needed that; he craved it with his very being. So what's so wrong with letting that little bud of codependency flower into an entire garden of obsession?
✧ From that day forward, the two of you were practically inseparable. He got your number and texted you all the time. He invited you out to places. He gave you a bunch of gifts and trinkets. He drank and danced with you. He even did a really bad rendition of “Is This Love” by Whitesnake. You guys may have kissed once, twice, or three times, but you just seemed fine not putting a label on it. You still flirted with people and went out on dates. Kyle still partied with his frat brothers and went with the flow.
✧ As the months passed and your friendship grew, strange things started happening. Certain items of yours went missing. You'd get drunk, forget to take off your make-up, and wake up with it completely off and your entire skincare routine done. Your messy dorm became neat and tidy. Sometimes you'd even feel someone playing with your hair or massaging you in your sleep. You thought that they were all just tricks of your mind. 
✧ One thing that definitely was not a trick of your mind was when you read Kyle's mind for the first time. 'They're so slammin'. You blinked in surprise and kind of gave him a weird look. He continued on with the conversation, but more weird things kept popping into your head. 'I wanna kiss them.' 'I wonder if they got my gift.' 'I should probably sort their clothing again.' 'I'm so lucky to have them in my life. They are a total catch.' It disturbed you. That was the day you learned you had magical abilities. You were shipped off to Miss Robichaux's Academy.
✧ You didn't see him for a long time. It felt like a long time. It was really only three and a half weeks. For those three and a half weeks, Kyle was a mess. He turned your dorm upside down, but most of your belongings were gone. He had a panic attack and sat on the floor of your room and bawled his eyes out. He frantically texted you only to get a 'unable to send text' message over and over and over again, no matter how many times he tried. He tried over a hundred. He passed out in your room and missed his classes that day. He gathered what was left of your things and hoarded them in his room. He asked about you, and they said absolutely nothing. They wouldn't tell him anything. He was on the verge of offing himself. 
✧ That was until he saw you at the party. You had grown a bit in your abilities. You were still barely able to keep everyone's thoughts out of your head, but Nan helped you a bit. You had gone to the party with Madison and Zoe. You hadn't expected to be scooped up by Kyle and dragged into the back of the house. He kind of just pulled you into a hug and sobbed. You weren't sure how long it was. The one time you wanted to read his thoughts, you couldn't. Your ears were too busy hearing all of your blood rushing, as well as his and everybody else's in the house. 
✧ The rest of it was almost a blur. You both discovered Madison being assaulted. She must have had her drink spiked. All of the frat brothers were 'taking their turn with her'. No, not Kyle. Not your Kyle. He stepped in and chased them off. The next thing you knew, you were standing with Zoe, and the frat bus was driving off. Madison flipped it over with her abilities, and suddenly your entire world was crashing down. Neither of them went towards the bus. You did. You ran towards it and collapsed on the ground. You could feel only two people breathing. Neither of them matched Kyle's breath.
✧ The next week, you were so closed off and depressed that Madison graced you with the ability to get your little 'boyfriend', as she had dubbed him, back. You were morally against it, but Zoe argued that it was the right thing to do. All three of you completed the ritual. While you weren't exactly thrilled with practically selling your soul to the devil, you were strangledly excited to see your closest friend again. 
✧ When it seemingly didn't work, Madison left without both you and Zoe. Zoe hid behind you when Kyle came to life and attacked the security guard. No matter what you tried to do, he wouldn't let go of you. He only aimlessly grunted and kept his hands securely around you. He held you desperately, animalistically. It was like it was the only thing he remembered how to do. Which is strange because you only cuddled with Kyle—well,  a lot, actually, now that you think about it. 
✧ You had to stay with Misty when you tried to drop him off to get healed. He had an entire breakdown and nearly destroyed her shack because you tried to leave him. You told Zoe to just brush off your disappearance by saying that you were visiting a relative in town. If anybody had a problem with it, they could kiss your ass for all you cared. You had Kyle back. His health is all that matters to you.
✧ You managed to slip back to the academy while both were asleep. You managed to use a sleeping spell you had learned to cure your insomnia. Only you made it much stronger, so neither would be aware of your absence until you had already left. You weren't aware of Zoe's plans to bring Kyle back to his mother— If you can call her that. You also weren't aware of how distraught he was when he woke up, and you weren't in his arms. Neither Misty, nor Zoe, nor the person who birthed him could calm him down. He was worriedly grunting the entire time. He paced and searched around every corner of whatever he could touch to find you. He looked like a lost puppy, walking in circles in search of his owner.  
✧ Post-death Kyle has an oral fixation. He's like a toddler. Anything that can fit in his mouth will go in it. That includes you. He likes gently nibbling or just licking your skin. It gives him a sense of comfort and security. It also lights up that part of his mind that reminds him of when he gave you hickeys once. The first time Fraken Kyle accidentally gave you one, he was both pleased and freaked out. After you assured him that you were okay, he kept doing it. You have to teach him not to give you hickeys and small bruises. He doesn't listen. As long as it isn't hurting you physically, he'll continue to do it. Not because his mind is muddled, but because he's just that possessive over you. It's a way to mark you as his. The more primitive part of his brain needs that; it needs you to be his. 
✧ He has a multitude of issues with his body and the way it is. He often cowers away from you when he is naked and does his best to cover himself up. His fingers awkwardly trace the scars and the tattoos. He tries to tear his flesh off because he hates it so much. It isn't his body, quite literally. Frat boy Kyle never did anything like that. You even think that sometimes he flaunted his body to you on purpose. No, now you have to be the one to gently coax him out of his shell. With each kiss and loving word, another one of those mental wounds is being stitched up and healed. 
✧ All of those issues became especially clear when you rushed to Kyle's previous home. Zoe had already gotten there before you. You both found what was left of his mother on the carpet. It made you furious to think of what would have caused Kyle to have a reaction like this. He came into his old room whining like a starved animal. He was sobbing and could only utter two words over and over again. 'No leave, no leave, no leave.' Zoe was horrified at the scene of Kyle's dead family member. She went to go cook you all something, and you were just stuck with Kyle. Not that you minded. You almost felt a little possessive of him now—overprotective. He's still himself, and yet he's different now.  
✧ He refused to wash off the blood without you. Post-death Kyle always does that. You think it's because he believes you protect him from the mental scars that his mother gave him. It's partly that, but it's also partly something else. There are still parts of this brain that work and are able to scheme. He just wants to feel your body close to his. He just wants to take care of you. Just like before the accident. He doesn't consciously understand why he is doing this. He just knows that it has to be this way. It's like there are two different Kyle's pulling at his new version of him: the yandere one and the traumatized inner child of his.
✧ He pulls you in a lot of directions. He does it harshly if you don't want to go with him. He'll just haul you around as well. You are standing one moment, and the next you are being bridled by Kyle down the street. You both left Zoe, and you couldn't convince him to go back, much less get out of his vice grip. For an undead man, he sure gained a lot of strength. 
✧ He brought you both to an abandoned arcade, which the both of you would hide in sometimes. The owners couldn't pay rent, so they closed up shop. They left everything there, so people often broke in to steal parts from the machines and fool around. He vaguely remembered the place. His mind cannot remember exactly memories and reasons but feelings. This place felt good, and his old house felt bad. So he took you here, and now he feels perfect.
✧ His speech is basically nothing in the beginning. As time goes on, he develops a greater ability to communicate his words. That's why you often end up reading his mind instead. It's like wading through the swamp that Misty lived in. His mind has three different tracks: feelings, broken thoughts, and future actions. All three clash with each other because they are in various stages of regaining normalcy. He thinks in broken sentences, and sometimes it feels like he knows that you are able to read his mind. With things he seemingly doesn't want you to know, he whispers them within his mind. They get lost in translation. It's like that fog in his mind is purposely keeping you away from certain actions, thoughts, or feelings he has.
✧ His mood is dependent on your mood. You first learned this when you brought him back to the academy. You locked both him and yourself in your room. You couldn't hold back the tears, and you broke down. You were just so fucking sick of everything. Sick of this house. Sick of the other witches. Sick of your powers. You just wanted the Kyle you knew back. They just went and revived him—he wanted to be an engineer. Now he's a Frakenstines monster built back with the parts of his shitty frat brothers. You guys didn't even label what you had.
✧ You were so busy crying that you didn't realize Kyle was sobbing as well. He had curled up next to you and just started crying. When you stopped, he slowly quieted down. He brought you into an awkward cuddle on the dusty floor of your room. You almost wanted to laugh. Kyle was always like that. If you were crying, he'd pick you up in a hug and start humming something from Toto or Nirvana. He'd make really bad jokes and show you silly faces. It almost mirrored now. Kyle was trying to do something to a silly face. It looked more like he was gonna start growling at you. It made you chuckle a bit. Even now, he could make you feel better.
✧ That was only one way in which he mimicked your moods—mimicks you. He's much more prone to outbursts when you are angry or frustrated. If you slam your palms on the table out of irritation, he'll do the same. Only he'll accidentally break the table. That's happened more times than you'd care to admit. The coven is going to need a separate fund to just pay for the stuff Kyle breaks. 
✧ Your habits and routine are what also help him regain some of his independence. He watches you with a keen eye. He imitates most everything you do. Of course, his actions are clumsy, and sometimes he breaks things, but he still tries his best. Frat Kyle would do that as well to tease you. He'd tease you out of bad habits such as biting your nails or forgetting to drink water. He nearly shoved a water bottle down your throat during your study hall when you casually confessed to him that you hadn't drank anything all day.
✧ That's the thing about people, right? They always surprise you. Zoe knocked you out and dragged Kyle down to the greenhouse to chain him up. She did. Madison returned. It's like death means nothing to these people. All of those memories with Kyle are yours. He remembers those feelings he had for you. Which is why it's so hard for you to be around him. He's just someone who needs someone. That someone just happened to be you.
✧ It's a good thing that little miss 'I'm going to save him' didn't kill him down there. He probably would have killed her if she really tried. He escaped and ran up to your room. He refused to move from your body until you woke up. You were the one put in charge of caring for him. Well, nobody else really could. You are the only one who is able to untangle his mind. You could still see Kyle in there. You saw almost every part of him. Everybody around him just took, took, took. You're the only one he'd let take from him anymore.
✧ He developed a habit of touching your temples whenever he wanted to really, really tell you something or communicate. It was kind of cute. He looks up at you with those doe eyes and just concentrates really hard on thinking correctly. When you respond, he lights up and bounces on the balls of his feet. It was cute until it wasn't. Sometimes the thoughts you heard from him kept you up at night.
'Kill everyone... for... you. You mine. Like before. Remember?'
'Steal stuff of yours. Keep it. Home. You.'
'Massage you like before. When sleeping. Adorable— adorable sleeper.'
'Scars. Scars like mine. Hurt you. Scars like mine. All get scars like mine.'
'Party together. Two. Us. Booze. Ex-boy dead. Me. Did it. So party. Us. Two. Only.'
✧ You didn't truly understand why he would think those things or act this way. You did understand it a little the day Zoe and Madison tried to make him a glorified sex doll. At that point, not even glorified. You knew all the things Kyle had been through. You constantly have heard his mind. When Madison started touching him like that the earth trembled beneath you, quite literally. The entire state shook. You may or may not have accidentally absorbed some of Kyle's emotions. So when Madison did that you just about wanted to tear her head off. Kyle gave you a scared, confused look.
'Good feeling? Bad feeling? Help, please.'
She was lucky to have been revived from the dead once. You were itching to put her back under. That scared you, but it also made you feel safe. Kyle always stood up for you when people made you uncomfortable. You never really had the chance to do it for him because he wouldn't let you. When you absorbed his feelings you really felt him. It was intoxicating. It's safe to say Kyle put his fingers on your temple and asked you a lot of questions about that encounter.
✧ Kyle asks a lot of questions. It's part of you teaching him how to remember himself. Some of those things are best left not remembered. Some of the questions are appropriate and some of them are not. You still remember him asking if you two ever did it. He asks a lot of questions about all of the witch and magic stuff. It is what he was most curious about before he died. After all, you just disappeared on him. He almost killed himself because of that. He ended up dead anyway. The irony is lost on him, but not on you.
'Magic? You?'
"I can read minds, remember? That's how we communicate. I've also learned that people's emotions affect me. I can make people feel things— or use their energy to make things happen."
'Like—'
He had a breakdown after that. He remembered you being taken from him. He would never let that happen again. Never.
✧ He's territorial, in case you couldn't tell. He isn't exactly the master of subtly. He grunts and smacks anyone in the house that gets too close to him, except you. He holds everything he loves close to him, including you. He has a bad habit of murdering people you interact with. You'd tried to explain it to him, but he adamantly refused to stop. You aren't naive about what all of this means for you. He isn't exactly in the condition to keep his darkest secrets away from you, mostly. Still, your abilities connect you with his emotions. You can't entirely control it. So you need to be around him just as much as he needs to be around you. You do your best to get him to stop killing people. You truly do. It's just that doe-eyed expression he gives you that makes you give into him every single time. 
✧ The tablet you gifted him is the thing he is second-most territorial about. He always keeps it with him. He watches it when it's on the charger. You gave him a protective covering for it and a bag so he could carry it around. It's like his safety item. You have a bunch of games on there to help him learn. You also downloaded things that he liked before his death. You have an entire album of just you and him on that thing. Every time he sees you, he wants to take a new picture of you to put in the album. It makes him remember a little bit more.
✧ He traces the outline of your figure in every photo. You've caught him kissing his tablet with a picture of you on it more times than you'd like to admit. He always gives you this kind of blank but dopey smile afterwards. His pupils are always dilated around you, so it kind of makes him look like he's high. You don't know if the pupil thing is because of his resurrection, something with your magic, or if he is just that obsessed with you. He is just that obsessed with you.
✧ He also decorated the bag you got him with cloth markers. It was an exercise you did to help him with his fine motor skills. It was relaxing until he drew himself with both of you holding hands while everything was on fire around you. That was what you understood of the drawing anyway. You still let him keep it on there. He doesn't let anyone else touch the bag. Nan tried to touch it once, and he nearly bit her fingers off.
✧ You have to teach him to be gentle with others. He's gentle around you, but with anyone else, he has a very high chance of breaking one of their bones. You start off with animals first. They are less confrontational than humans and are genuinely easier to get alone with. Only he snaps the dog's neck and most every other animal you try to introduce to him. He only stops when he sees you getting upset. His mind immediately filled with shame in those moments. 'No. You plus me. No animals. Sorry. Love you.'
✧ He has a tendency to watch you at night. Just like he secretly did before all of this happened. He crawls into your bed and plays with the strands of your hair. He wraps himself around you tightly. Most of the time, he is the big spoon. He just likes placing his head over yours. He is obsessed with listening to your breathing and the beating of your heart. It reminds him that you are still with him.
✧ He 100% kills any witch hunter within any radius of you. If he hears anything with the word 'witch hunter', he is off searching for that person. Part of him doesn't want to murder, but the other part of him is more than eager to get rid of the person who wanted the coven harmed. He still mostly protects you, but after awhile, he learns to grow a bit more protective of the people you actually like in the coven. He doesn't want to see you in any distress. So protecting those close to you counts. In a dangerous situation he will still save you first. Even though you are more than able to handle yourself, Kyle still does it for you.
✧ Madison still absolutely cannot stand your relationship and close proximity to Kyle. She believes that it should be her who loves him. During the test of concilium, she tried to make Kyle kill you. You sensed something in his brain shut off at that point. That scared inner child was angry, and so was his violently obsessive side. It's like his need for you outweighed any other thought Madison could put in his mind. He didn't kill her then. He waited until she failed. Then he stalked into her room, and well, they never found her body. On some level, everyone knows it was Kyle, but it's left unsaid. That's just one of the many secrets of Kyle's that you will keep with you to the grave.
✧ You may not have completed all of the seven wonders, but you did become one of the new witches on the Witch Council. With Cordelia's blessing and a yandere, semi-functioning Kyle, you both set out across the world to find witches and bring them to safety within the academy's doors. The question remains: will he allow you to do so? Or is his docile behavior just a ruse to hide you away and make you permanently his?
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marchswifey · 7 months
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HC • How they call you 
Evan & his characters x reader
a/n: I know this is the most basic headcanon but is coming more. Also the requests are open so if you have any idea let me know 🙈
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Tate Langdon
babydoll
cutie
gorgeous
Kit Walker
sugar
hun’
angel
angel eyes
Pre-death Kyle Spencer
love
baby
hottie
idk but he would call you ‘muffin’ because they’re sweet like you
Jimmy Darling
sweetheart
candy
doll
sweetie pie
James Patrick March
darling (of course)
my sweet
sweetness
dear, dearest
precious flower
Kai Anderson
Of course Kai is a mix between ‘kitten, little lamb, ladybug, dollface’ and ‘slut, bitch’
Austin Sommers
my one
pookie
honey bun
pumpkin
Evan Peters
babe
sweetie
babygirl
boo
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andromeda-pleiades · 2 months
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18+ MDNI
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Lazy mornings with Gaz were your favorite, sadly having a special forces boyfriend where calling him could mean actual life and death, that short amount of time he was on leave was cherished, and it was just you, him, and all the time in the world.
The mornings entangled In bed, the sweet nothings muttered between soft kisses, the slow makeout sessions, the time you can spend between each other's legs.
When he is in the kitchen cooking a late breakfast, your head leaning on his shoulder whispering praises in his ear and a hand wrapped around the cock in the front of his pants, your other arm around his waist to help hold him up as his knees give out.
The sounds of his breathy moans, your muffled praises, and the wet slide of your hand from his pre-cum make up your morning. Then followed by riding him on his couch, nothing but pleasure on your faces.
Kyle's, hands holding your soft hips, leaving indents as he gripped your hips and waist firmly, trying not to cum to quickly as you rocked and grinded your clit against his happy trail, looking down at him with pleasure and admiration. the pleasure on his face was beautiful, you couldnt help but admire the way the rising sun shined on his beautiful brown skin, smiling before grabbing his hands to interlock your fingers together.
Late nights spent with promises he could never keep, dreams of a future that will never unfold, and vows of a love that will never be broken.
To come home and be taken care of after taking on the worst of the world, it was all too much for your tough, harden solider, to be loved so much that all he had to do was return home to you.
To be given the comforts of unconditional love.
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royboyfanpage · 2 months
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Relationship Rant- Dinah Lance
I'm gonna talk about one of the most endearing relationships in DC: Roy Harper and Dinah Lance.
As I've mentioned in other posts, I dislike the idea of Dinah as the "Arrowmum", I think it's a disservice to her character and, generally speaking, when fandom applies the title of "mother" to a female character it tends to reduce them down to that (as I've seen a lot of posts doing with Selina Kyle). That being said, there's something undeniably mother/son coded about Dinah and Roy's relationship, in the sense of mutual care and respect.
As far as I can tell, the first instance in which Dinah and Roy were seem interacting at length is in Snowbirds Don't Fly part 2 (Green Lantern/Green Arrow #86), and Arsenal #1 further backs this up by saying Dinah didn't even know Roy's civilian name until that comic.
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This sets the tone for their entire relationship, as Dinah's literal introduction to Roy is when he's at his lowest. A lot of other people in Roy's life, particularly Ollie, had already known him extensively pre-Snowbirds; they had memories who they could look back on as "before it all went wrong with Roy." Dinah, however, doesn't have that. There's no pre-addiction Roy she can look back on, no fabricated "better" version she can judge the later Roy based on those standards. Everything she's seen of Roy has been improvement- she's seen him at his lowest, and seen him fight to improve and better himself as the years progressed, even stating that she views him as the bravest person she's ever met.
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But that isn't to say their dynamic is exclusively Dinah comforting him. Their relationship is built on mutual care and affection, supporting each other, such as after Ollie died.
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At that point, they're really the only two people they can speak to about their grief. I believe Hal's dead at this point, or at the very least he's Parallax, and Connor had only been in Ollie's life briefly prior to Ollie's death. Dinah and Roy are the two people who truly knew Ollie, and are alive to talk about it, at this point in time, and as a result they are each others mutual source of comfort.
They also just have a good relationship in general. They're able to joke around together, and they can talk to each other easily-
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-and it's so clear to see their chemistry with one another.
When Roy later joins the Justice League, Dinah's one of his biggest supporters, even before his official initiation-
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-showing just how much she respects Roy and believes he can do well. (From Green Arrow (2001) #74) Dinah's seen Roy as the competent hero he is, and knows that with his skillset and sense of morality he is far better fit amongst the greatest heroes of Earth compared to the controversial, underdog team Outsiders (which, while I adore the 2003 Outsiders cast, is a good point. Roy was seen routinely unhappy in that team, and the Justice League was one of his biggest dreams). Upon his actual induction into the League, Dinah's the one Roy dedicates his success to-
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-demonstrating just how much he appreciates her and her constant support (From Justice League of America (2006) #7), and she's the one who reassures him that he does deserve the title of Red Arrow upon him joining the League and feeling anxous about it.
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And in Vixen: Return of the Lion, when Dinah is compromised, you can see Roy's panic and concern for her wellbeing-
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-demonstrating just how much he cares for her. Dinah's arguably one of the only people who loves Roy the same way he loves everyone in his life- unconditionally, and without judgement or grudges- and so the concept of losing that person to which his type of love is reciprocated is understandably terrifying.
Overall, Roy and Dinah are one of DCs most endearing relationships that has so many layers- a mother/son dynamic, a mutual support system, and best friends.
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