(Kyle Spencer X Gn Reader) Kyle Loves Fall

(Kyle Spencer x gn reader) Kyle loves fall

I wasn’t originally gonna post this but I thought it was adorable so why not?

You were getting worried because Kyle was cooped up in the academy and was not allowed out unless he was supervised by either you or Zoe. But everyone has been busy studying lately there hasn’t been anytime to tend to Kyle’s needs. 

You wanted to trust Kyle on his own but you were too afraid he would hurt someone or himself. Kyle still couldn’t control his anger yet and it didn’t take much to set him off. So for now he needed a babysitter. And since you were his main caretaker/significant other. Sure Zoe would help out here and there but for the most part Kyle was your responsibility. Classes ended early which meant you could finally take care of your needy boyfriend. 

When you got to your room Kyle was sitting on your bed playing a game on his ipad you had set up for him. 

“Hey Ky.” You said approaching him. 

Kyle turned to you with a look of boredom. “Bored.” He said, pushing away the ipad and moving closer to where you stood. 

“I know. My classes just ended so I thought I would spend the rest of the day with you.” 

Kyle’s face lit up like a child on Christmas as you went to sit next to him. “So, what do you want to do?” You ask. 

“Outside.” He said pointing to the large window across from you. 

“You wanna take a walk?” You asked and he nodded right away. “Okay, go get changed and put on your coat.” You say and he obeys and goes to change out of his pajamas. 

Once he was in a pair of jeans and a sweater and his coat you left your room and went to the front door. Just as you opened the front door a gust of wind hit you in the face. It was fall which meant the temperature had dropped quite a bit. 

Before you could stop him Kyle let go of your hand and ran further into the front yard of the academy. 

Fall was Kyle’s favorite season for one reason only, leaves. He loved to throw them around or step on them. 

You couldn’t help but giggle as your boyfriend ran around the yard and threw leaves in the air. 

“Leaves!” He yelled. 

He picked up another pile of leaves and threw them. 

At this point you had completely forgotten about the walk you had planned going on. Besides Kyle much rather play in the leaves. You continued to watch Kyle for a few more minutes. 

Times like these were rare since all the studying you had. You watched as Kyle picked up a leaf and came over to you. He then held it out toward you and smiled, his cheeks pink from the chilly weather. “F…for you.” He said. 

The leaf was rather pretty, it was orange and had small specks of yellow and red. “Aww, thanks Ky. It’s so pretty.” You took the leaf and twirled it between your fingers. 

You leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek as another way of thanking him. You both stared at each other for a moment before it was interrupted. 

“Y/n, Kyle, time for dinner!” Cordelia yelled from the doorway. You looked back and smiled. “Okay!” She smiled back before turning around and leaving. “C’mon Kyle.” You said as you took his hand and led him inside.

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Tate Langdon submissive.

with his teary desperate eyes, begging for you to touch him. you would kiss and bite him eveywhere, literally eating him out as he offers himself to you. his skin would be so addictive to you. his blond fluffy hair. his childish smile. his mischievous dark eyes. and his scent. a boy's scent. Tate's natural scent. it drives you crazy. you would leave bruises on him everyday. on the neck and the chest. Tate likes pain. he likes it when you bite him, the feeling of your teeth against his sensitive, warm skin as you ride him. he can feel the intensity of your feelings through violence. and he would bite you too. a lot. kiss you, bite you, and scratch you to express the strengh of his mad love for you. how he wants you. how he needs you more than anyone in this "hopeless world". he would totally be the type to beg. you wont even have to tell him to. begging for more contact, for more stimulation, more kisses, just more of you. you. you. you love the effect you have on him so much. and you wouldn't let anyone see this miserable lovely part of him.

tate’s a needy boy

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

tags : dom!reader x sub!tate

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

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

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

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cot - kit walker

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kit would kill her if he saw what she was doing.

when it was coming up towards the end of her pregnancy, kit had made her swear that she wouldn’t do any heavy lifting, wouldn’t stay standing too long, and wouldn’t be too active. the baby hadn’t even been born, but she had to hand it to him; kit was already an amazing father. protective, definitely, but still amazing.

y/n winced as she tried to tug the wooden cot across the room. it made a horrid scratching sound along the wooden floorboards as she tugged it, and with each pull she just grew more and more exhausted. she was coming up close to having the baby, just a few weeks, and she wanted everything to be perfect. and everything was perfect, until she realised the cot was in absolutely the wrong place in the nursery. it had bugged her all morning, and she really should have waited for kit to come home from work to ask him to move it, but she was determined to do it herself.

she hadn’t heard the front door open over the scraping of the cot against the floor, but by the time the cot had been pulled halfway to where she wanted it she heard the bedroom door open behind her and she grimaced, realising she’d been caught.

“hey, woah, what are you doing?” she watched as kit’s eyes widened in worry as he walked over to her, and pulled her hands from the cot. “that’s way too heavy, doll, you’re gonna hurt yourself.” he frowned.

y/n sighed and deflated a little as she glanced between kit and the cot, and upon seeing that she hadn’t even made it past halfway it had started to annoy her even more. “the cot’s in the wrong spot.”

kit paused, and glanced between where it had previously been underneath the book shelf, and then across the room to where y/n had moved the toy box to make room for it. “i thought you wanted it under the bookshelf.”

“yeah, i did,” she huffed, growing a little frustrated as tears started burning along her waterline. “but i was looking today and the cot will be caught in the draft between the open door and the window, which means the baby will get cold. what kind of mother would i have been if i let my own baby get cold-“ she didn’t even realise she was crying until kit had gently pulled her into a hug (or a half hug, as he couldn’t hug her properly like he used to because of her belly) and he cradled her head against his shoulder as he shushed her.

“okay, it’s okay, i’ll move it, please don’t cry.” he mumbled into her hair, and she frowned as she gripped onto his shirt. he smelt like gasoline and oil, and she was sure that anybody else would have found it gross, but to her he just smelt like kit.

“i’m going to be a terrible mother.” she mumbled once kit had pulled away from the hug, and once he had carefully helped her to sit in the rocking chair that was in the corner of the room, she wiped her eyes with the sleeve of kit’s jumper she was wearing. for the past two months she had been in his clothes as her’s didn’t fit, and they didn’t have the money for new ones.

“no you’re not, you’re going to be perfect.” kit shook his head as he walked over to the cot, and y/n leaned back in her seat as she watched as he lifted it with ease, and placed it where she had made room.

“no i’m not,” she sighed, and looked down at her lap. “i don’t know anything, really. you can’t just parent off of mothering books. and i mean, i can’t even remember to water the plants half the time, how am i meant to look after a whole baby?”

by the time she had finished rambling kit had kneeled in front of her, and she saw him frown again as he gently took her hands in his. “y/n, you’re going to be a great mother, really,” he insisted. “so what if you’re a bit forgetful, it’ll be different with a baby. and you aren’t doing this alone, i’ll be here the whole time okay?” he gently kissed the back of her hand as her bottom lip quivered. “this kid’s gonna be the most insanely loved baby in the world because she’s gonna have the best parents in the world.”

“she?” y/n mumbled through her tears, and kit smiled slightly as he laced his fingers with hers.

“i just think she’s gonna be a girl,” he shrugged. “and if she’s even half as amazing as you, she’ll be perfect.”

if anything, kit’s words had only made her cry more, but she was smiling as she leaned forwards enough to hug him. his palm was warm as he rubbed her back, and his lips were soft as he placed a gentle kiss to her exposed neck. “thank you,” she whispered.

kit shook his head, and placed a loving kiss to her lips before he leaned down to press another to her belly, after he had lifted up the shirt she was wearing. “it’s just the truth, sweetheart. you don’t have anything to worry about,” he said softly. “you are going to be an incredible mother and we’re going to be an incredible family,” he smiled. “just you wait and see.”