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whorefortheevans ยท 3 months
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How The Evans React to you Having an Anxiety Attack
Since im having an anxiety attack rn i thought this would be a good way to get a quick post out lmfao
CW: not proofread, all lowercase, anxiety
Tate
tate's always with you, even if you cant see him
he also cares more about you than he has anyone else, so as soon as you start showing signs of anxiety, he knows right away
watches you like a hawk
the second your leg starts to bounce and your breathing becomes shallow, he walks right over to you
he's not great at talking through emotions, but he lays with you and lets you rest your head on his chest
wraps his arms around you tightly
kisses the top of your head
if you cry it'll make him cry too lmao
Kyle
if you're with him at the frat house, he'll take you upstairs to his room away from everyone else
if you're not with him, he answers your call at the first ring and will drive over to you even if its 3 in the morning
kyle is super emotionally available so its really easy to talk to him about what's making you anxious
he's very affectionate
rubs your arms, legs, and back
talks you through your anxiety and gets you a glass of water
i feel like he would be big on journaling, so he would buy you a little journal for when you get too anxious
Jimmy
i don't think jimmy is very familiar with what anxiety is
given the time period, jimmy thinks anyone with anxiety was automatically admitted to mental hospitals, so you had to explain to him what general anxiety is
he still didn't completely understand it, but he tries to be there for you when you get anxious
he sits with you and lets you talk
usually doesn't have much to say, so he just gives you lots of hugs
he offers to go on walks around the camp with you
sometimes he'll put you on the back of his motorcycle and drive you into town to help clear your mind
Pre-cult!Kai
kai's parents definitely didn't talk to him about mental health
so when you start getting anxious, he kind of freaks out thinking something is seriously wrong with you
he feels a little awkward talking about feelings, but he listens to you anyway
will awkwardly put his arm around you hoping its enough
he uses his free hand to send an SOS text to winter
Kai
i hate to say this bc i love him...but blue-haired kai would not put time into talking you through an anxiety attack
he would tell you to skip that day's meeting so you weren't a distraction to anyone
he lets you stay in his bed and checks up on you every now and then
if you want to talk with him, just forget about it because if you even start to explain to him what's bothering you he'll leave immediately
he might ask winter to spend some time with you so you're not completely alone
if he's in a good mood after his meeting, he'll sit with you in his bed and offer to get you food or water
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whorefortheevans ยท 4 months
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my new year's resolution is to respond to more fic requests (wink wink)
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whorefortheevans ยท 4 months
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Santa's Helper - Kai Anderson x Fem!Reader
Since the holidays are right around the corner I thought I'd write up something festive to make up for some time that I prob won't be writing. Enjoy and happy holidays!
CW: Kai Anderson, lingerie, spanking, mouth gagging, use of a belt, oral (m and f receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, slight bondage word count: 2387
It's not always easy being in a relationship with Kai. In fact, it's hardly ever easy. He's extremely stubborn and condescending, he talks to people like they're dirt under his shoes, and he can be overwhelmingly frightening.
But, as you're sitting here watching him speak at the last meeting before the holidays, you can't help but admire him. His charisma speaks so he doesn't have to, and no matter what he does or says, you know deep down that you'll never not love him.
"Now," Kai said, moving his eyes around the room to look at everyone. "Just because I'm letting you all have free time for the holidays, doesn't mean you can just sit on your asses all day. This is not a break. This is not a vacation. Use this time wisely, because if you come to our first meeting of the new year with no ideas, nothing but a hangover, there will be hell to pay."
You and the other cult members stood up, and as they all saluted their goodbyes to their savior Kai, you walked over to his side and sneakily tugged on his hand. It's been a while since he's given you any attention. You expected it, he always gets like that around the holiday season. Nobody wants to sit around in his dank, dark basement when they could be gift shopping and spending time with their families.
"Kai," you said. He kept a straight face as Harrison and Meadow stumbled their way up the stairs. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Drunk already...and I'm expecting them to bring me useful information."
"Can we do something?" you asked, still hanging on to his hand.
Kai turned his head to look down at you. "Like what?"
You shrugged. "Anything. Maybe we can watch a movie or something."
"I got something for you." Kai said, stepping away from you and heading toward the stairs.
"You did?" you asked, surprised. It wasn't uncommon for Kai to buy you things. That was one of the only nice things he consistently did for you. But for some reason, maybe because he's seemed so busy running the cult, you were shocked he was still thinking of you. "Is it a Christmas gift?"
"Sort of." he answered shortly. You followed him closely up the stairs and into the kitchen, where he grabbed a glass and filled it with water. You watched as he gulped down the water and set the glass in the sink. He turned to face you, his hips resting on the counter and arms crossed.
"Well?" you said expectantly.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he muttered a 'Well, what?' back to you. Of course he would do this. Kai loved to play with his food. You scrunched your eyebrows together and pouted, this usually always worked on Kai. "Well, aren't you going to tell me what it is?"
"I just told you," Kai said. "It's a sort of Christmas gift."
"Can I have it?" you asked, trying to keep the same cool as Kai, but clearly it wasn't working, because he just lazily gazed at you.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I said so."
Now it was your turn to scoff as you threw your hands into the air. "Because you said so! Why did you tell me that if you weren't gonna give it to me? It's not funny, Kai."
He stood there laughing at you, amused at your frustration with him. You don't know why you thought this was going to be any different than other times he's given you anything. Everything was always a game to Kai, even you.
"Wanna help me?" he then said.
"With what?" you said, putting more emphasis on the t than you usually would have.
"I've been working so hard lately, you know that. It's not easy leading the blind." he said.
"And?" you said, still irritated.
"Help me relax." he said.
You blankly stared at him, planting your hands firmly on your hips. "You know, I just asked if you wanted to watch a movie and then you ignored me just to tease me."
Kai left the kitchen mid sentence and sat down on the couch. He turned the tv on and started flipping through channels. "I left your gift on the bed. Go get it and come back here."
As tempted as you were to ignore his request and snatch the remote from him, you really wanted to know what he got you and you'd rather avoid being punished right now.
You dropped your hands to your sides and swiftly walked to his bedroom. You opened the door and saw the gift neatly set on his bed. Your heart gave a little leap at first, because you thought it was a cozy blanket he heard you mention at least a dozen times, but then as you approached it, your excitement died down a bit.
You rolled your eyes and yelled from his room. "Seriously, Kai? Your gift to me is a lingerie set?" He didn't answer, and you were just about ready to storm out there and throw the set at him and walk out the door, but the only thing that would do is piss him off and cause you a brutal spanking later on.
Reluctantly, you changed into the lingerie set. You might as well, if this was the only way you'd get to spend time with Kai. It was cute; a red velvet babydoll dress with a black leather belt. The top and bottom were hemmed with white faux fur, and the set was accompanied by a matching red velvet thong.
You left your clothes in a pile on his floor, and then turned and walked back out to where Kai was sitting on the couch. He was focused on the news broadcast, but once he noticed you standing behind the couch, he turned the tv off and stood up.
"Do you like it?" he asked simply.
"Do you like it?" you retaliated. Kai smiled and kissed the top of your head.
"You better lose that attitude," he said. "I'm in an awfully good mood right now, it'd be a shame if you ruined it." You had to hold yourself back from arguing with him. Of course he would blame you for him losing his temper.
Kai brushed his hand through your hair and looked at you adoringly. "I love you." he said, words which were uttered once in a blue moon from Kai.
"Love you too." you said, trying to hide how annoyed you were with him. Kai knew you better than you knew yourself, and the look on his face showed it. He clenched his jaw and wrapped one arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest and holding you tight, while his other hand swung down on your ass, leaving it red and stinging.
"You're all for relaxing as long as it's all about you, huh?" he said through clenched teeth.
"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that, I swear." you said, voice slightly shaky.
"You better not have," Kai said. He let go of you and sat down on the couch. "Get on your knees. You get to be daddy's helper today."
You moved to kneel in front of him. "More like Santa's helper," you scoffed. Kai took no time in spanking you twice more, making you jump and wince in pain.
"Keep it up, Y/N. Next time it'll be from the belt." he said, eyeing the black leather that lined your waist. You said nothing, and kneeled on the floor in between his legs. You looked up at him through your lashes and waited for his instruction.
He said nothing at first, but then he leaned back into the couch cushions and pushed his hips forward. "You know what to do." he said.
You licked your lips and reached for his jeans button. Undoing them and sliding open the zipper, you pulled his jeans and boxers down in two tugs. Kai was only half hard, but you knew it wouldn't take too much to get him there.
You spit into your hand and then wrapped it around his cock, slowly stroking him and then quickening your pace a few pumps later as he became fully erect.
You lowered your head and sucked his balls into your mouth, massaging them with your tongue as your hand kept its pace. You glanced up at Kai as he quietly grunted. His eyes were locked onto your head as he watched you blow him.
Taking his minimal moans as affirmations, you moved your head to the tip of his dick and smothered spit all over it. It made you cringe feeling saliva all over your face, but Kai liked it messy, so the more saliva, the better.
You slid the head into your mouth and hollowed your cheeks, giving him another few hard strokes before lowering your head as far as you could manage and sliding back up. You continued to bob your head at a steady pace while squeezing and pumping the rest of him the wouldn't fit, until Kai pulled you away from him and stood up.
You gasped for breath and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. "C'mon," Kai said, lifting you up by the elbow and positioning you on the couch.
He had you on your knees, facing away from him with your upper body resting on the back of the couch. You gripped the cushions to prepare for what was to come. You weren't particularly fond of blow jobs, but doing anything with Kai made you sopping wet.
Kai bunched up your little dress and pushed it up to rest on your back. "Aw, I knew you wouldn't stay mad at me for long." he said, pressing two fingers against the fabric of your thong and rubbing them up and down. You mewled and pushed back against him. "Tsk tsk, little lamb. You know better, don't rush me."
"How come I have to do whatever you want when you want but when it's my turn you get to take your time?" you snapped, before you could stop yourself. The silence that followed made your heart stop, and you felt Kai removing the shiny belt from around your waist.
"You want something to complain about, I'll give you something to complain about," Kai said through clenched teeth. He folded the belt in half and whipped it down on your ass several times, each as harsh as the rest. You whimpered with each hit, trying to pull away from him to lessen the blow.
"Kai, I'm sorry, please stop!" you cried out after his tenth strike.
"Are you going to stop talking back to me?" he asked.
"Yes!" you immediately answered, turning your head to look him in the eyes.
"And are you going to shut the fuck up and let me do what I want?" You nodded your head frantically. He looked you up and down before leaning over you and shoving the folded belt between your teeth. "If this touches the floor, I'll use it to tie your hands together and leave you here."
You bit down hard on the leather and blinked away tears. Kai put his hands over your ass and soothed away the pain. He slid his index finger through the small bit of fabric between your cheeks and moved them to the side. He kneeled down behind you, used his hands to spread you as much as possible, and licked his tongue through your folds.
He then wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked, licked and nipped to his content. He was so good at this, so good that you almost forgot about the belt and jerked your head forward to bring your focus to holding it between your teeth.
You could feel your pussy throbbing as his mouth worked at you, and you could feel wetness drip down from your hole. Kai moved slowly from you clit to your entrance. He stuck his tongue inside you and pumped it in and out. You closed your eyes and let your head fall forward and rest on the back of the couch. You involuntarily clenched around his tongue.
Kai pulled back and let go of the hold he had on your hips. His lips were shining with your slick. He took his shirt off and tossed it aside, taking his cock in his hand and pumping himself a few more times. He lined himself up behind you, and without warning he buried himself impossibly deep in your pussy.
You moaned through the belt as Kai relentlessly pounded into you. He hardly ever gave you time to adjust to his above-average size, but the pleasure overruled the pain every time. Kai's grip on your hips was sure to leave bruises. The loud slaps of Kai's hips meeting your ass echoed around the room, and his balls swung up repeatedly, giving your clit some relief.
Your groans strained your throat as you approached your orgasm, desperate to scream Kai's name and beg him to go faster. Kai's grunts grew louder and his thrusts became sloppy as he shot his load into your dripping pussy. He reached between your legs and rubbed circles over your clit.
As Kai brought you over the edge, you leaned back into his chest and squeezed your eyes shut. You let your mouth drop open and moaned out, paying no attention to the belt as it fell from your mouth to the floor.
Kai pulled out of you and pushed you down on the couch, panting hard. You watched him as he bent over and picked the belt up from off the floor, and he looked at you expectantly.
"Sorry." you said automatically.
"You've been saying that a lot lately." Kai said, twisting the belt around in his hands.
"I couldn't help it. Please don't tie me up Kai, it didn't fall until we were nearly finished." you pleaded.
Kai looked from you to the belt, and back to you. He walked around the couch to where your hands were resting on the arm of the couch. "Yeah, well," he said, holding your hands together as he tightened the belt around your wrists. "We weren't finished, were we?"
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whorefortheevans ยท 5 months
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Hi! Iโ€™m new to your blog so sorry for asking this. Do you still do headcanon requests for the Evans?
Yes! Requests are always welcomed for the Evans, but I prefer to write for Tate, Kyle, Jimmy, and Kai. No guarantees about how quickly I can get them done, but they will all be addressed eventually :)
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whorefortheevans ยท 6 months
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Comfort, Home, and Happiness
I may or may not have written this because I'm currently feeling like it'll take me 10 years to earn my bachelor's, but regardless I'm really proud of this one. I think it turned out great.
CW: self-doubt, depression, academic burnout, mostly wholesome fluff word count: 884
College is hard.
Ridiculously hard, and definitely harder than I ever anticipated it being. Proof of this could be the fact that I'm failing physics, haven't showed up to calculus, and am on the verge of dropping out of chemistry.
Proof could also be the fact that I haven't gotten up out of Kyle's bed since I got to his shared frat house on Friday afternoon, and now it's half-past 5 on Sunday night.
"Hey," Kyle said, walking into his room and closing the door behind him. "Feeling any better?"
Kyle always had a slight lift to his lips, something I absolutely loved about him. His permanent smile made me feel better just by looking at, not to mention his dimples.
"Eh, not really." I said, rolling onto my side and pulling his dark blue comforter up over my shoulder. "I'm tired."
Kyle sat on the edge of the bed and laid his hand gently on my hip. "Did you get any homework done?"
I shook my head, a sense of dread clouding over me as it occurred to me how much homework I have to do, and how little time I have to do it. I felt my eyes start to tear up as I swallowed down a sob.
I cried enough this weekend, I definitely didn't want to start again.
"I dunno what I'm gonna do, Kyle." I said, my throat starting to feel tight as my emotions got the better of me. "I'm so stupid."
"You're not stupid," he said. "I'll help you. When's it due?"
I laughed bitterly. "In six hours. Just forget it, it'll never all get done anyway."
The silence that followed wasn't awkward, but I silently prayed that Kyle would say something to change the subject. He suddenly leaned over me and gently kissed his lips to my forehead.
"I'm gonna jump in the shower. Join me?" he asked, his voice sickly sweet. I didn't deserve him, nobody did. He was too good for everyone, too sweet, too humble, too smart.
I looked at him for a moment, before throwing the duvet off of me and using his hand to pull myself out of his bed. I dragged my feet across the floor, grabbing clean clothes out of his drawers and following him into the bathroom.
Kyle shut the door and locked it behind him, and then turned towards me and took my hands in his. "I'm proud of you, you know." he said, resting his forehead on mine.
Butterflies erupted in my stomach; they always did when Kyle did and said stuff like that. I smiled at him, but my smile quickly faded as he pulled away from me and turned the shower on.
He held one hand under the water while the other made slight adjustments to the faucet. He stepped back and began to strip of his clothing, looking at me over his shoulder. "I know how you don't like the water too hot," he said. "C'mon, love. You have to shower. It's been days."
I rolled my eyes and pouted, as I started to undress. "I know that. I've been depressed."
"It's okay, let me make you happy." he said, extending his hand to me and helping me into the tub, under the perfectly warm water that Kyle had set. He stepped in after me and closed the shower curtain.
It's lucky that I spent so much time at the frat house, because in times like now when I really needed to shower, most of my stuff was already here. Kyle handed me my loofa and squeezed his body wash onto his and my sponge. Together, in a comfortable silence only intercepted by the sprinkling water, we washed our bodies and rinsed ourselves off.
"Can you pass me my shampoo?" Kyle asked, squeezing the last of the soap out of his loofa. I grabbed the bottle and handed it to him. "Thanks. Are you out?"
"No. I don't feel like washing my hair." I said, fatigue quickly taking over my body and bringing a headache along with it. "I'll just get out and do it tomorrow."
Kyle grabbed my wrist to stop me. "Don't get out. Wait for me, I'll do it for you."
I stayed back, my stomach once again bubbling up with affection, and watched as Kyle lathered his golden hair with shampoo and then rinsed it out. He reached behind me and took my shampoo bottle in his hands, turned me around by my shoulders, and pumped shampoo onto my scalp.
He returned the bottle to the ledge of the shower and began to scrub the soap into my hair, paying special attention to my roots and letting the excess shampoo run down the rest of my hair. We stood like that, me facing the wall and Kyle scrubbing my hair, for a couple of minutes, and then I turned to face him.
Hair still full of shampoo, I leaned up to kiss him softly, smoothly, and his hands still tangled in my hair, he kissed me just as softly back. "I don't deserve this," I said quietly, resting my head against his chest.
"You deserve everything," he said, hugging my shoulders closer to his body, letting the warm water shower us. Kyle was my comfort, my home, my happiness.
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whorefortheevans ยท 6 months
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Dating Frat! Kyle Spencer
Frat Kyle is one of my fav evans and i feel like there aren't enough works with him so i decided to make my own. enjoy :)
CW: all lowercase, not proofread
you probably met him at a frat party
which is fine, but i'm personally not much of a partier
so the way this plays out in my brain is that you were talked into coming by some of your friends
you don't know anyone at the party and your friends all end up going separate ways
so you just find the least crowded place in the house to hang out by yourself
and go on your phone pretending to be avidly texting someone
kyle sees you across the room and comes over to you with a drink in his hand
"thought you looked thirsty"
he really is very sweet
he's the kind of boyfriend who loves you more than he loves anyone
you only go to frat parties if he's going, and he always keeps you close to him
he lets you sleepover at the frat house
he's very protective of you, especially when it comes to his brothers
he will seriously tell off anyone who even looks at you the wrong way
when it gets cold out he lets you wear his jacket
he also lies about washing it because he likes that it smells like you and he doesnt want to wash that away
which is kind of gross, but its the thought that counts
kyle seems like the kind of student that has really good study habits
so when he invites you to study at the library, it's usually just him studying and you sitting with your legs across his lap scrolling on tiktok or something
his love language is quality time closely followed by words of affirmation
i think physical touch overwhelms him, and i don't think he would care about receiving gifts too much
lets not talk about his mother, but what i will say is he keeps his family life verrry separate from the rest of his life, including you
i think he prefers kisses over hugs idk why
he definitely says 'i love you' first
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whorefortheevans ยท 6 months
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MASTERLIST
Hey, take a look at my masterlist! All of my published works will end up on here. Please keep in mind that a handful of my content is 18+, so MDNI!
Requests are open; I currently only write for AHS for Tate, Kyle (predeath preferred), Jimmy, and Kai, but feel free to message any prompts you might want to see regardless :)
โ™ฅ = smut
Tate Langdon
Dating Pre-Death Tate Headcanons
Dating Pre-Death Tate Headcanons Pt. 2
Couples Halloween Costumes
Reacting to an Anxiety Attack
Kyle Spencer
Couples Halloween Costumes
Dating Frat Kyle Headcanons
Comfort, Home, and Happiness
Reacting to an Anxiety Attack
Jimmy Darling
Not His Type โ™ฅ
Couples Halloween Costumes
Reacting to an Anxiety Attack
Kai Anderson
What Mommy Says, Goes โ™ฅ
What Mommy Says, Goes Pt. 2 โ™ฅ
Couples Halloween Costumes
Santa's Helper โ™ฅ
Reacting to an Anxiety Attack
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whorefortheevans ยท 7 months
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Couples Halloween Costumes with the Evans
This idea just popped into my mind literally as i'm writing this (although this may have been done by numerous writers) but since halloween is in like a few weeks i thought this fit the vibe.
CW: all lowercase, not proofread, slightly poorly written but i dont really care - i wanted this out of my drafts
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Tate
halloween is definitely his favorite holiday so he'd want to go all out for costumes. fake blood, gore, griminess, everything. i can imagine him wanting to dress up as a zombie couple, maybe even zombie rock stars lmfao. also, since halloween is the only day of the year he can leave the house he would probably make you go around the town to scare kids who are trick-or-treating.
Kyle
I don't know if anyone feels the same way, but Kyle doesn't strike me as the kind to take costumes very seriously. he might put on an old baseball uniform, splatter some fake blood all over it, paint his face with the cheap face crayons and call it a day, and he would suggest you do the same so you could somewhat match. you would both probably be at a halloween frat party, so by the end of the night the costumes would probably come off anyway iykyk
Jimmy
so unfortunately for you and jimmy, elsa would force everyone to perform their show on halloween, so there wouldn't be much dressing up. if he did happen to have the night off though, he would want to be a classic 'greaser couple' -- picture a brooding greaser guy and a preppy poodle-skirt girl
Kai
i think this goes without saying...clowns. that's it. halloween is the best time of the year to dress as clowns and terrorize the city. it all fits into Kai's plan, and since he's been doing the whole clown cult thing, it doesn't take that much effort on his behalf.
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whorefortheevans ยท 8 months
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Pre-Death! Tate Langdon Headcanons Pt. 2
I'm really enjoying writing headcanons so lmk if I should do them for anyone else or do anymore for Tate. Currently, I'm only writing for Tate, Kyle, Jimmy, and Kai from AHS but requests are always welcomed :)
CW: all lowercase, not proofread, mentions of sex, mentions of child abuse (hitting)
tate is one of those kids, so he always tries to convince you to skip class with him
you say no almost every time
almost
the one time he convinces you to skip, you both get caught and the school has to call home
tate being really upset not because he was caught but because of how constance reacts
we all saw her hitting tate so its not unreasonable for him to be scared she'll hit him again
you reassuring him that whatever happens he can always go to you for comfort
detention with him being so unserious
he jokes around the entire time and its more of an after-school free period than a punishment
he loves to bang on the lockers next to you when he knows you can't see him
i feel like he'd get turned on by scaring you or something
if prom is important to you he'll definitely take you (reluctantly), but he'll be attached to your hip and follow you around like a lost puppy
if prom isn't important to you he'll skip with you and hang out at the beach all night
not to be stereotypical, but prom night is the night...iykwim
he's always really good about using protection because he's scared of bringing a baby into the world
first of all, you're both really young
but more importantly, tate's scared of turning out like his mom and being a terrible parent
regardless, sex with him is always good
without going into detail (cuz he's a minor and I don't want to offend anyone...) he knows how to use his tongue and fingers
he definitely learned a lot from porn
(which by the way is not a reliable source to learn about sex so don't depend on it everyone)
he loves spending time in the library with you
even if you guys aren't talking, he loves watching you study or do homework
he always pretends to not understand things just so you'll help him with his work
...which always turns into you just doing his work for him, but its okay because you love him anyway
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whorefortheevans ยท 9 months
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Pre-Death! Tate Langdon Headcanons
I'm starting to get back into a Tate phase so I thought I'd make a list of some headcanons I have for him if you dated him before he died/before he went crazy.
CW: mentions mommy kink, slightly nsfw (mentions of breasts), not proofread and all lowercase
so if i remember correctly, tate was like...not unpopular but also not popular when he was in high school
i'd imagine you would know of him, just not know him that well. but he knows you because you have math class together and instead of paying attention he just spends the class staring at you.
he's pretty quiet so he never talked to you but one day the class had to work in pairs and he asked if you two wanted to work together
you said yes because why not and he's so cute
ever since then you both spent a lot of time together and eventually started dating
we all know tate is sensitive
so because of his sensitivity he can be super emotional but he's also really empathetic
whenever you're upset, so is he
he knows you like the back of his hand, so good luck trying to hide anything from him
he'll spend hours just getting you to open up to him and talk to him but he wouldn't want to be anywhere else
you're def his number one priority
and you also become his comfort person
he's super clingy and afraid of losing you
he also confides in you about his home problems
he particularly complains about constance which usually ends with him crying
but it's okay because we love a man who's in touch with his emotions
he has a mommy kink, don't lie to yourself
he has a particular obsession with your breasts
they're just so inviting, he cant help it
loves sucking on your tits because he says it comforts him
you say 'i love you' first and he cries afterwards because it's been so long since someone told him that
part 2?
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whorefortheevans ยท 9 months
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I know you only started posting them, but omg your fics are amazing!!! They deserve so much love and more attention <3 the Kai fic was so hot, itโ€™d be awesome if you made a part two *wink wink*
What Mommy Says, Goes Pt. 2
Omg it took me so long to finish this lmfao but it's finally done, sorry for the long wait. I like this one better than the first part. Also they can be read separately but I recommend reading both. You can find part one here.
CW: sub/dom relationship, mommy kink, gagging, bondage, dom!reader, oral (m receiving), handjob, toy usage, anal, degradation, slight praise word count: 1378
"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat?" Winter asked, as I followed her through the front door.
"Yeah," I said, kicking my shoes off and locking the door. "I'm actually really tired. I didn't realize how exhausting babysitting was." She laughed and headed toward the kitchen, and I made my way back to Kai's room.
I braced myself for an earful of muffled complaints as I opened the door, and laid my eyes upon Kai in all his submissive glory. "Aw, that looks painful. Do you want Mommy to help you?" I said in a mock-baby voice, giving him a playful pout.
Kai's head turned towards me as I quickly closed and locked the door. His face was red and sweaty, but no more than his cock which was still rock hard and painful looking.
He whimpered quietly as he exhaled, his breathing slightly labored, and I strolled over to him. "You know, I don't remember letting you cum earlier." I said, looking down at the sticky white puddle on his stomach. "What happened, hm?"
Kai grumbled incoherently around the gag that was still in his mouth. Saliva had been dripping out of his mouth for at least an hour at this point, and it collected in his blue hair. "Aw, now I feel bad that I left you like this. Here," I said, taking the ball gag off. "Is this better?"
"Are you fucking serious, Y/N?" Kai said, looking me straight in the eyes. Sometimes he scares me when he gets like that, but he's tied up right now so that's a problem for another day.
"Excuse me? Watch who you're talking to." I reprimanded him, slapping him hard across the face. He didn't let out a sound, but his cock bounced up slightly at the force. "What do you say, Kai? Don't make me force it out of you," I said, raising my hand to slap him again.
He opened and closed his mouth a couple times, before a bright red blush creeped onto his face as he succumbed to me. "I'm sorry, Mommy." he grumbled.
I laughed at his embarrassment, but we were both extremely horny, and we both very clearly knew it. "Sorry for...?" I drawled out.
Kai whimpered as tears started to fill his eyes. "Sorry for yelling at you, Mommy." he pouted.
"And?"
"I'm sorry for cumming without your permission," he said, voice starting to break.
I smiled down at him. "Cry, Kai. You're such a baby. You cry over everything, don't you? You're so pathetic."
Kai's silent tears turned into strained sobs as he finally let loose, arms and legs still tied to the bed. "Please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, I swear! Please,"
"Please, what?" I said, slowly lifting my shirt over my head.
Kai tried to control his breathing. I observed his body, wriggling in its binds and face red, but cock redder. "Please, can you help me cum again?"
I smiled and pulled my shirt completely off, followed by my pants. "Since you asked so nicely," I said, swinging one leg over the side of his body and settling down on his chest. I leaned forward, giving him a good view of my still-clothed ass, and took his hot, heavy cock in my hand.
I flipped my hair to the side and stuck my tongue out, licking a stripe from the base of Kai's cock to the tip. I flattened my tongue against his slit before wrapping my lips around the head and sucking, cleaning up the precum and swallowing it. Kai groaned and whimpered behind me, but I paid him no mind.
Slowly, I moved my head further down his cock, loosening my throat to make room, until my nose was settled just above the hair around his pubic area. I paused for a moment, and then pushed just a bit further until I felt myself gagging around him and then coming up for air.
I felt Kai wiggling around more beneath me, trying desperately to free himself from the binds. I slapped him hard on his thigh and twisted around to face him. "Kai, if you move around like that one more time, I'll leave you here over night," I warned.
"Can't you let me out? Pretty please?" he panted, trying his best to give me puppy dog eyes, but I knew better than that. The second I'd let him go he'd have me bent over his knee.
"No," I tutted. "You want to behave like a brat, you'll be treated like one." I slapped him across the cheek this time, leaving it slightly red and stinging. Kai whimpered quietly, probably hoping I wouldn't hear him. "Oh please, don't pretend you don't enjoy this. Behind closed doors, we both know how much you want to be controlled,"
I hopped off of him and strolled over to the dresser, opening the bottom drawer and pulling out an almost-empty bottle of lube and a black bullet vibrator. I walked back over to him and sat further down the bed on my knees, between him spread legs. "This should be fun," I said, opening the bottle of lube and squeezing a small drop onto the tip of my finger.
I put my finger up to Kai's tight hole and slowly pushed it in, one knuckle deep, then two, and then the whole thing. I twisted my finger around, preparing him for the vibrator which I couldn't wait to use. He stayed quiet but his breathing was fast. This was always my favorite part.
I removed my finger and spread more lube on the bullet. I put it up to his hole and looked at him. "Well, what do you say?"
Kai swallowed and looked back at me. "Please make me cum, Mommy."
I smiled at him and muttered a "good boy" before pushing in the tip of the vibrator and pressing the power button once, setting it on the lowest vibration.
"Uhh--" Kai moaned, slightly surprised at the feeling but nonetheless enjoying it. He bucked his hips up slightly, but I used my free hand to push him down onto the bed.
I moved the vibrator in a little deeper and pressed the button again, the vibration now slightly more intense. I slid my hand over to his cock and took it in my hand, squeezing it first and then moving it up and down, slowly jerking him off.
Kai's pants became louder, and I watched as his hands balled into fists in their restraints. As I quickened my pace, I also pushed the bullet in as deep as it would go and turned it to the highest setting. I angled it up towards his prostate and held it steady.
"Mmph...ahhh please, it feels so good." Kai groaned, eyes shut tightly. "Mommy, more please...please, I'm gonna cum,"
"Do you promise to be good?" I asked.
"Yes, I promise-ah" he said, trying to push his hips in rhythm with my hand.
"You won't cum without permission again?" He shook his head. "And you won't curse at me again?"
"Hahh...uuh no I won't, I swear." Kai said, desperately waiting to cum.
"Good. I guess I'll let you cum, then." I said, starting to thrust the vibrator in and out of his asshole at a steady pace, still quickly jerking him off. Kai moaned loud, and then louder as his orgasm approached.
"Ah..ahhh...ahhhhh!" he yelled, as thick, white ropes of cum spurted out from his slit, covering my hand and his stomach. His hips writhed as I helped him ride out his orgasm, before turning off the vibrator and removing it from his body. I got off the bed and put the dirty toy on the dresser, and grabbed a cloth from the closet to wipe off my hand.
I threw the now used towel onto Kai's stomach, and took my time to untie his wrists and ankles. As he stretched out his arms and legs, and began wiping his cum off of his body, I put my clothes in the laundry basket and put my pajamas on. "Kai," I said, looking at him expectantly. "Do you have anything you want to say?"
He smirked at me and looked down. "Thank you, Mommy."
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Iโ€™d love to see more of your work! I love the Kai fic <3
Thank you! I was worried that it wasn't written very well but I'm glad you liked it! Currently working on another one for Kai :)
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What Mommy Says, Goes
Kind of a poorly written, shitty-ending flash fiction but I also kinda like it?? I dont know but I've had this idea for a while and wanted to write a short ff about it.
CW: sub/dom relationship, slight mommy kink, slight gagging, spit, edging, orgasm denial, Kai Anderson but not too bad word count: 584
Kai Anderson was mean, and manipulative, cruel, sadistic, all the bad words you could think of described Kai in some way. But after all the years of knowing him, no matter how deep down he kept it hidden, Kai was a sucker for you. He loved when you climbed on top of him and held his mouth shut and edged him for hours back in college...
And he still loves it now, all these years later. No amount of blood on his hands could force the submissive, obedient boyfriend out of him. It gave you butterflies to think about him at your mercy, just like he is right now.
You had his arms tied above his head to the headboard and his legs tied to either side of the bed posts. His mouth was kept open by a black leather ball gag, and saliva had started to drip from the corners of his mouth into his freshly dyed blue hair.
You stood to the side of the bed looking down at him. His dark eyes bore into yours, and you noticed a sort of pleading in them before looking down at his erect cock.
"Hmm," Kai hummed through his gag.
You smiled. "What is it, baby boy, hm?" Kai bucked his hips up into the air, desperate for just the slightest bit of friction, but you weren't giving in that easily. You laughed at his pathetic attempts at releasing some tension.
Swinging one leg around Kai's body, you hovered over him on the bed and placed your hands on his chest. Sliding your hands up to his head, you removed the ball gag and threw it to the side, Kai gasping and swallowing the saliva that had begun to pool around his mouth. You slowly inched your left hand to the back of his neck and tugged roughly on his hair, eliciting a deep grunt from his mouth that had fallen open.
You leaned over him and spit into his mouth, forcing it closed and clamping your right hand over his lips. "Swallow. Now." you commanded him.
You watched his Adam's apple move up and down, but you didn't remove your hand from his face. You smiled sweetly at him and cooed, "You've always been my good boy, haven't you?"
Kai moaned softly and nodded, his eyes teary and his hips once again thrusting upwards, making contact with your clothed pussy. His eyes rolled back into his head and he began to thrust again, slowly at first but then with more speed.
He hummed loudly and spoke against your hand, but it was so muffled you couldn't make out what he said. You lifted yourself off of him and watched as his thrusts stopped.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
Your eyes raked over his beautiful, naked body, settling on his red hot tip that shimmered from precum. It looked painful, but he probably liked that.
"I just remembered," you started, putting the ball gag back over his mouth. "I told Winter I'd go with her to babysit Ozzy tonight. Don't worry," you added as his eyes widened. "I'll be back around midnight."
Kai's head whipped over to look at the clock on the nightstand. Midnight was hours away. He started to groan in protest, and consequently tugged his arms and legs in a feeble attempt to loosen the binds. You shook your head and clicked your tongue at him.
"Now, Kai, we've been over this before. What Mommy says, goes."
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Not His Type - Jimmy Darling x Fem!Reader (18+)
I genuinely can't tell if this is good or not lmfao, I haven't written smut in literal yearsss and I've never written for ahs please help me.
CW: fingering, oral (fem receiving), public sex, slight praise at the end word count: 1316
"I'm telling you, Ethel, I'm definitely not his type," you explained, for what felt like the millionth time, to Jimmy's sweet mother. She and you have become increasingly close over the time that you've been working at the freakshow. Two years ago, you came looking for a job, just something small to make at least a little money. Elsa turned you down at first, because you were nothing short of normal, but after offering (begging) to help Ethel with the cooking, she finally gave in.
"How do you know what his type is? You've never asked 'im," she responded, continuing to chop the vegetables you both were preparing for the night's dinner. You scoffed, rolling your eyes and sliding the diced onion into a large pot.
"He likes Maggie. And what's not to like? She's blonde, thin, pretty face..."
Ethel glanced up with a small smirk creeping onto her lips. "Listen, Y/n, I've known Jimmy my whole life and I'm telling you, he's liked you for a while now."
Jimmy was the first guy you had shown any interest in. Most of them are crude and only want one thing, but he was the first man to ask for your name, take your hand and gently kiss your knuckles as an introduction. Well, needless to say he's had you since day one.
"Nope," you denied. "I am not his type, not even close."
"Not who's type?" Jimmy asked, striding into the tent. He had a playful smile on his face, and you turned away from him immediately, praying that the blush on your face wasn't as apparent as it felt.
"Nothing, don't worry about it," you said quietly. "Just boring girl talk."
Ethel put her knife down on the table and turned to you. "Oh, you know what? I forgot to grab a carrot, I'll go find one, don't wait up!" she said, half yelling as she quickly walked out of the tent, leaving you and Jimmy alone.
You suppressed a grin and rolled your eyes, standing in front of the table and starting to cube a potato. You saw Jimmy move towards you out of the corner of your eye and felt your heart flutter. It's stupid for him to have this hold over you.
"Hi, Y/n," Jimmy said in a sing-song voice.
You smiled and looked up at him. "Hi, Jimmy."
"Who's the lucky guy?" he asked.
"What lucky guy? The one who doesn't like me back?" He grinned and shortly nodded. "It doesn't matter. I have no chance." you said, looking back at the medley on the table.
Jimmy came closer to you, now standing just mere inches away, his body heat making you impossibly warmer. "Put the knife down, Y/n."
You placed the knife onto the cutting board and pushed it away from the table's edge. You turned to Jimmy, who took your wrists in his hands and smiled at you. "Who's the lucky guy?"
He leaned his head towards yours, nudging your cheek with his nose. You gasped, trying to control your breath and slow your heartbeat, but you knew it was no use. "Um, it's you, Jimmy," you said, awkward and quiet. You felt him smile against your skin.
"And who says you're not my type?" he said, clearly amused, but your sense of embarrassment dwindled quite quickly. You didn't answer him. Your words were caught in your throat and his proximity was making you very nervous.
He didn't press the issue further, and instead kissed your cheek, then the corner of your mouth, and after a small pause to look into your eyes, he smiled again and placed his lips on yours.
His hands grasped your waist, and you placed yours on his shoulders for stability. He gently bit your bottom lip, eliciting a moan from you, and he continued to kiss his way down your jaw to your neck, biting and licking until he found the spot that made you moan yet again.
He sucked on the skin just below your ear, and you threw your head back to give him space. He walked you back a few steps, until your lower back hit the table behind you. Jimmy pulled away and lifted you up, sitting you down on the cleared space of the table. Now standing between your legs, he reached his hands under your shirt and pulled it off.
His left hand massaged your breast, hardening your nipple and sending chills down your spine. His right hand moved further down, rubbing soft circles over your clothed clit. You moaned and pulled your head away from him.
"Is this okay?" he asked you.
"Your mom will be back soon," you said, although you didn't want him to stop.
"We'd better make this quick then, lift your hips." he said, as he quickly pulled down your pants and underwear in one go.
"Jimmy! The food is right here!" you exclaimed, your heart pounding steadily.
He laughed and kissed down your body, positioning himself on his knees right in front of your dripping pussy. "The heat will cook off anything bad, don't worry." He ran his fingers through your wetness and stuck them in his mouth. "You taste delicious," he said, kissing your thighs, inching closer to where you most want him.
"Jimmy, please," you whimpered, wriggling your hips to try and find some sort of friction.
"Please, what?" he teased, looking up at you.
You groaned in embarrassment, "Please touch me, lick me...anything."
He smiled up at you and lightly kissed your clit, sticking his tongue out and flattening it against you. You gripped the edge of the table and let your head fall back in pleasure.
He kitten licked your clit before briefly pausing, and running his tongue from the base of your pussy back up to your clit, sucking it and kissing it in a way you've never felt before.
You let out a series of moans, trying to keep them quiet in case anyone was near enough to hear. You moved your hand into his hair and pulled on it, causing him to moan and send vibrations through your core. You leaned back on your left hand, hoping it would be enough to support you through this.
Jimmy took his right hand from where it rested on your thigh and plunged his middle two fingers into your hole, pushing them as far in as possible before withdrawing them. He began to pump them, slowly at first, and as your moans got louder his hand went faster.
You could feel your arousal dripping out of you, running down to your asshole and collecting on Jimmy's chin. It wasn't long before you were a wriggling mess. You could feel your pelvic muscles tightening and your walls started to clench around his fingers. "Jimmy, I-I'm gonna...cum," you moaned out.
Jimmy took his mouth away from you and pumped faster, if that was even possible. He took his left hand and rubbed hard, fast circles on your clit and looked up at you, your mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut. "Cum for me, Y/n. Cum on my fingers like a good girl,"
That was all you needed before he sent you over the edge. You bit your knuckles, trying to keep quiet but your moans still sounded loud in your ears. You clenched tightly around Jimmy and squeezed your legs together as the pressure inside you was released.
Jimmy took his fingers out but rubbed your clit through your orgasm before helping you put your pants back on. He stood up, wiped his mouth on his arm and smiled at you. "Who says you're not my type?" he grinned, backing away from you as Ethel came back in, holding up two carrots.
"Found 'em," she said, before setting them down on the opposite side of the table and sending you a playful smirk.
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