#✨{𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶; 𝔨𝔶𝔩𝔢 & 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 [𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦𝔟𝔤]}

[monmuses]

@multibg continued from here

It was a great, royal party to celebrate their victories and greatest warriors. Everyone was celebrating, including himself, watching them all feast together. It was a great banquet where they all could be at peace for the night, celebrating delightfully without a fear or worry to stop them.

But to his surprise, his Best was nowhere to be seen. After leaving him to his own celebratory ways on a soft whisper, he had found his own drink tossed to the side in a soaking puddle, catching a whiff of strange bitterness. That was not a good sign to the King. If anything, he had to find Stannis as quickly as he could, slowly leaving his seat to let the rest of his Kingdom celebrate without him for a little while.

Silently, he followed rather quickly, but with soft feet. He had to keep an eye on his bodyguard, afraid of what he was suffering from. It was the poison, wasn't it? He managed to find a moment where he laid a hand on his shoulder to catch his attention, worry crossing his face.

"Marshwalker... how dare you leave me with such a vauge message like that?" He spoke rather sharply. "Sit... please. Rest for a moment while I take a look at you."

[monmuses]

"hey kyle! i got this new milkshake from mcdonald's? the grimace milkshake, i heard it was pretty good! here, try it with me!" -stan

UNPROMPTED ASKS - Always Accepting!

"Oh, cool! Yeah, I'll share some with you." Kyle had taken one of the extra straws and unwrapped it, sticking it into the top of the milkshake and taking a sip. He tasted it a little bit, thinking to himself, "...actually, yeah! This is pretty goo--"

"..."

[monmuses]

😘 (for kyle from stan :3 )

It's international kissing day! Send 😘 to kiss my muse.

"Aw, you're being all sweet on me, dude!" He smiled. "Thanks for the kiss, man. You're a real treat, and I love you so so much."

In turn, he returned the kiss atop his forehead, hugging him tightly. Both arms slipped around his shoulders, holding him there. He was so warm and cozy... and he loved it so much. It was always a warm, welcoming feeling with him.

[monmuses]

❌ -stan @ kyle <3

Send ❌ and my muse will tell you what they dislike about your muse

He almost groaned to think, pressing a finger against his chin, "...do you really want me to be specific or bland? I could do one of the two if you really want me to."

Kyle could make a list, but he decides to stick to something that fits in his thought process. It could be harsh, but he chooses not to be... for now.

"...I dunno. I hate when we butt heads. You and me think differently sometimes, but I like that about you. Yet, I hate when you stick onto me sometimes. It's the cutest thing and it makes me wanna kiss you so goddamn bad."

[monmuses]

don't mind stan showing up at kyle's doorstep. in his hands are a bouquet of flowers, a stuffed orca with a bow wrapped around it too big for the gift bag he had, which contained a nice dark green sweater and some candies. "hey baby━ happy birthday!"

It's Kyle's Birthday! (Currently Accepting!)

It was his birthday today. An exciting day to turn 21, huh? As loving as he was with Stan, he knew there were gifts to be given. He wasn't expecting anything too big, but he underestimated how much he'd get him. In hands at his front door were a number of gifts, seeing flowers and a big gift back for him. His eyes lit up, smiling while letting him inside. "Aw man, you got me... all this?"

He didn't hesitate to peek in the gift bag once it had been set on the table. He pulled out the stuffed orca first and a new dark green sweater, hugging the little orca close to him while taking one of the candies in hand. It was one of his favorites - Dum Dums! He unwrapped it and stuck it in his mouth, setting his items down before wrapping his arms around Stan, giving him a number of kisses before finalizing one on his lips, nuzzling him.

"You are just... awesome. I love you so much," he grinned, holding him close. "You didn't have to get me all this, dude. You're just... so good to me. You're my best birthday gift I'll ever have. I could never lose you for anything."

[monmuses]

“ are you pregnant? “ stan @ kyle (he is drunk)

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐

With tagging along to another party, Kyle made sure to keep an eye on how much he was drinking since they got back together, but Stan knew his limit too. He didn't mind the couple beers here and there, like on a Friday night, if he wanted to. Though, he seemed to have one too many with asking him a question in such a slurred motion that the redhead had to stop and think.

Looking down at himself and looking back at Stan, he tilted his head. "Dude, are you calling me fat?" He asked jokingly with a smirk on his face. "Reaaaal low of you. I didn't think you'd hit one of my worst insecurities." It's not, don't worry.

[monmuses]

can i get some milkies kyle -stan

UNPROMPTED ASKS - Always Accepting!

"What, you wanna squeeze 'em and find out, dude?" He asked, raising a brow. He almost sounded serious, but he was kidding. "It just takes one tug." KYLE STOP.

[monmuses]

@multiparked continued from here

     It was rare for Kyle to wake up easily in the middle of the night, even with sources of sound to disturb him. He wasn't the type to wake up by small noises, but he wasn't exactly a deep sleeper. The sound of a fan or walking on a second floor couldn't wake him up, but talking in the next room over could. With Stan, however, he slept through his voice really well. Any music or strumming of a guitar didn't rustle him awake, but something did.

     A nightmare or dream, he couldn't exactly recall. All he wanted was something to touch, slowly bringing his arms out in a weak motion, eyes barely open. He was half awake, for the most part, but aware partially. He could hear Stan, and that was who he wanted.

     "...no..." He mumbled, loosely wrapping his arms around Stan once he made contact with his body, latching onto him. "...'m sleepin'... Jus' woke up to... somethin'..."

[monmuses]

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them . (stan @ kyle)

↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .    (  a  collection  of  50+ kiss prompts .   feel  free  to  specify  the  initiating  muse .  potentially  nsfw  content  within .   will  be  updated .)

It was like Stan to take him to the next level of romance and intimacy. It was something Kyle loved about him that sent him reeling for more, begging and pleading the more he handled him. Of course, there were other times that Kyle initiated a kiss or two in their hold, but Stan always, always had more. Always.

Like this, it was new. Arms caged Kyle in as he was pressed against the wall, deep in a kiss from him as he felt Stan's body press against his. He couldn't help but grip his shoulders, moving his fingers to press his neck and back of his hair. Already, he was sweating a little from how Stan handled him, but it didn't bother him one bit. He loved it either way.

It was delicious and sweet, letting him push against his body freely without trouble. Despite everything, he still loved Stan and he made an effort to do the same in loving Kyle, too. With a moment of breath, he managed to gasp and pant for air, holding his hands around his neck and jaw.

"...I fucking love you, dude," he gasped, eyes half-lidded while gazing into Stan's eyes. "Keep... Keep doing this, but don't make me pass out, alright?"

[monmuses]

❝ you were always waiting for me. and that’s all i needed. you. ❞ -stan @ kyle

cowboy bebop starters

"I-I know, dude. I just... I wish you knew how much you needed yourself, too," he spoke firmly, reaching to hold his hands. "You... know that, right?"

His touch was warm and complete, squeezing it together with both palms. He waited for him as long as he could, and he still would, yet he worried. He often worried when Stan always praised for him, but loved him just as much. He wanted Stan to love himself too, and to have confidence in himself.

"...and I'll always be here for you, okay?"

[monmuses]

stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray (i have fantasy au brainrot so fantasy au stan @ kyle)

gentleness action prompts (ALWAYS Accepting!)

Another fight outside of the Elf Kingdom had broken out against the Wizard's Army, fighting for a hand in obtaining the Stick of Truth. It had been a war pointed against the King, angrily shouting against the Wizard, agitated enough to join in the fight. Though, before he could march with his staff, he had been held back by his Guard. Was he insane?!

"Stannis! Let go of me!" He hissed, stopping in place while gripping his club. "I have to be out there! Our Kingdom is calling for us! This is a fight that will define if we survive or not!"

[monmuses]

“  will you please just stay for once.  just.  don’t walk away.  ” (stan @ kyle lmao)

some angst idk y’all i like crying (ALWAYS accepting!)

The gaze that Kyle had upon his face could say nothing but pain. He hated doing this, but what other choice did he have? The guilt of having to leave him for the sake of his own sanity was all he had. It was all he could do. It wasn't right to leave him in the moment, but leaving was his only option. He couldn't be the one to constantly save Stan from his stupid benders. His drinking and his drugs. It was all too heavy on Kyle and he did not have the patience to have his hand out for him anymore.

He stood by his bed, setting the flowers down on his nightstand as he grimaced, turning his head away to hide the tears in his eyes. He hated feeling so guilty, but Stan needed help. Kyle wasn't the one to help him. He needed someone else. His fists clenched, keeping his voice in a low whisper, but it was breaking.

"...I can't, Stan. I can't. How the fuck am I supposed to stay when you do... this? You drink and drink and forget the guy who loves you," he whispered to him, finally turning to face Stan. "You... hurt me, dude. Every time you... do this, it hurts. I've tried... and tried... but I can't keep bringing you back when you just do it all over again."

With setting the flowers down, he took a step away from the bed, "...you need help, Stan, but not from me. I-I can't keep getting all of this... depressive shit thrown my way. I can't do it anymore. It hurts me and you. So just... get the help you need. I... I need some time away. I'm sorry, but I... I can't."

[monmuses]

“  i don’t know how to talk about shit okay?  it’s too hard.  but i do care.  i need you to trust me that i care.  ” (from stan to kyle :^) )

some angst idk y’all i like crying

"I just..." He was quiet, huddling just a little closer to Stan with a head on his shoulder. With Stan, caring seemed impossible with how he reacted to certain things, but maybe he did care and showed it. Gulping, he slumped against him, with a frown, closing his eyes.

"...I trust you. I just... I hate thinking you don't care because of how you say things, dude. I'm... I know you probably do, but I think you don't sometimes. Could you just... hold my hand and say that to me please? I'd rather sit here and... be next to you. Knowing you're here tells me more, man. That's.. all I'd rather want, honestly."

[monmuses]

[ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. ( kyle & stan… Fantasy Edition )

the  intimacy  of  hands. - (no longer accepting)

"Such a gentleman, aren't you?" To the king, he didn't expect the Warrior of the Elven Kingdom to greet him with such a warm and open kiss, bowing his head forward a little while letting his hand be held. He wasn't entirely against kisses, either. The kingdom itself knew of their relationship, though the King made sure to keep it somewhat professional, but he returned the kisses by gently pulling him forward and placing one directly to his forehead.

"Glad you came back. How was your venture to the outside? Did you bring back anything of interest for me?"

[monmuses]

stan’s holding his head in his hands, staring at kyle. “you look really pretty today, baby.”

UNPROMPTED ASKS - Always Accepting!

Like a puppy, he melted easily into the touch of his hands on his face, sighing softly. He was a little needy for some attention, soothed from his anger as his eyes looked up at him with little sparkles.

"...thanks Stan," he smiled, nuzzling into his hands a little. "You're lookin' real good today too, you hot boy."