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[xlovingcupcakex]

M!Kylar x F!Reader - Puppy Love (SMUT)

Basically you go to a party looking for a hookup and Kylar catches your attention. Being the first person who doesn't treat him like shit, he instantly falls in love and agrees, especially with your earlier flirting.

2.350 words.

“Isn't he kind of cute...?” you mused to yourself, eyeing up your prey. Around your height, dark hair, green eyes. Nervous. He looks at the floor and holds his cup, shoulders tense, back leaning against the wall. You moved towards him with a glint in your eye. Everyone seemed to avoid him. You weren’t really sure why, but you won’t complain. It just meant less competition for you.  

With confident steps, you neared the young man. He still didn’t notice you. But that’s fine. You would get him soon enough and all his attention would be on you. Soon, you were only a few steps away from him. You leaned against the wall next to him, before putting your head on his shoulder and giving him the cutest, innocent smile, you could muster. He seemed like the type to enjoy it.  

A shy blush rose to his cheeks as he gripped the cup tighter, the plastic in his hand denting slightly from how hard he was gripping it. He made no attempts to move away, which you took as a quiet yes. Pretty, vibrant green eyes stared back into yours. He gulped as you took in his expression, his adam’s apple moving. Your gaze followed subtly lower, noticing his exposed collarbone, before flicking back up again. His face reddened as you leaned closer to him, your warm breath brushing against his neck.  

“How about we leave this party... And get to know each other better, hmm? Would you like that?” keeping up the innocent facade, your hand trailed up his arm, before locking your arms together. As soon as he gave the smallest of nods at you, you started to lead him away from the bustling gathering, opting to move away from the bar at the beach and going to the park instead.  

Sitting down on the fountain, you immediately closed the distance between the two of you, your thigh touching his. A squeak escaped him as you kissed him. His lips were slightly chapped, but soft and pleasant anyways.  

His palms gripped at his jeans, clutching the material tightly as he was breathing loudly, unsure of what to do. You continued to kiss him, leading him slowly as you put your hand on his cheek and tilted his head, deepening the kiss. Your other hand traveled to one of his hands, hoping to calm him down as you trailed soft patterns consisting of stars and hearts on his hand.  

You could hear his heartbeat. His breathing got heavier. 

Opening your eyes, you saw a gaze so intense that it made you feel hot in your lower stomach. Was he observing you all this time? It made you a little self-conscious. You pulled back from the kiss, both of your cheeks flushed a pale shade as he continued to stare at you, anxious as ever. Smiling at him, you gave him another kiss, this time on his hot cheek, before whispering. “Is this what love at first sight feels like? I think I like it. It would be nice to know the name of my love, though.” 

Pulling back again, you have him an innocent expression yet again. He was wrapped all around your finger, now. You could tell by his gaze. Lovestruck, shy, but most importantly, so, so eager. Poor boy couldn’t hold in his excitement so much that he pulled you into another kiss, this time sloppy and wet. All hesitation seemed to escape his reasoning as he tried to recreate what you did earlier, trying his best to deepen the kiss. His hands, compared to how they were before, impatiently twitched as he placed them on your hips and brought you closer. Towering over you as you were forced to lean back because of the close proximity  

Like a switch, he turned into a whimpering, pathetic mess as you refused to grant him access as he probed at your lips with his tongue. “Noona... P-please, m-more...” 

With a shaking breath, he was basically begging you while you smiled at him teasingly. “I don’t know, Puppy... Maybe if you tell me your name? I’ll give you mine as well, hmm?” 

It was all it took for him to tell you about his name with a stutter, before latching onto your neck and placing wet kisses all over it. His eagerness was really endearing. It almost made you reconsider sleeping with him. Such a cute and innocent dude, so flustered and eager for you. “Good boy...” you moaned out, before roughly tugging at the back of his head, exposing his neck as was forced to pull away. A whiny moan left him as he looked at you, eyes full of desperation. It soon changed to surprise as you pulled him in towards you, lips meeting, giving him what he begged for earlier.  

The moan he let out was shameless as he wrapped his arm around your waist, letting you take back full control of the situation once more. Kylar wanted nothing more than to make you happy in this moment. “I... I want to be with you... P-Please, Noona!” a rush of excitement filled him as he took in your appearance, completely mesmerized as he admired your beauty. You didn’t even notice when he took his hands into yours, tumbling and playing with them in a similar way you did earlier. 

He didn’t need to say more as you dragged him back to your house after he begged you so nicely. As soon as you stepped inside your room Kylar didn’t hesitate to drag you to the bed, him falling first and you following shortly after, falling on top of him and straddling his hips. The sheer size of his manhood surprised you at how big it was, even under your body and under the layer of his clothes. 

“Noona...” his hips buckled upwards, meeting yours and dry humping you, his grip on your hips almost bruising as he tries to encourage you to move with him as well, desperate for your touch.  

Seeing him under you was almost magical. Big, bright blush, reaching past his ears and his neck. His shirt rose up slightly upwards from all the moving and dry humping, exposing his stomach. Eyes soaking up your every curve on your body, slightly teary from how sensitive he was being, his expression erotic. 

It made you want to tease him more, but you were already pretty eager to get it going. You made sure to give him a nice view as you look off your shirt, exposing your lace bra. You bended your body forward, almost pushing up your breasts up his face, before you got rid of the bra as well, throwing it somewhere on the ground.  

Kylar’s hands twitched as he licked his lips, eyeing up your body hungrily. He could feel his self-preservation slip the more he looked at you and your body, his heart beating so fast he was sure you could hear it. Your expression was cute as well. He loved seeing the way you got all worked up for him. He hoped only he saw that naughty part of you.  

“Come on, Kylar~” you gave a teasing roll of your hips. “Let’s get you naked as well, huh?” 

You didn’t need to tell him twice as you got off of him, giving him the chance to take off his shirt and the rest of his clothes as well. Giving him a show, you made sure to arch your back as you took off your pants and panties at once, exposing your sex. Although you couldn’t see his expression, you did hear a gasp and a belt unbuckling, before being dragged back into the bed and being thrown on your back.  

Kylar didn’t waste any time as he eagerly positioned himself between your legs, running the tip up and down between your folds. He moaned at the way his tip glistened with your arousal. One of his arms was above your head, pinning you. Poor Kylar was begging for you to let him enter you, a soft whine escaping him as he continued to move his cock up and down impatiently.  

You couldn’t help but giggle a little at his eagerness. This time you were the one leaning on your elbows as you looked down, curious on what his cock looked like. It was easily described as large, with a pretty, swollen tip. He was already leaking lots of precum.  

The thought of having something so big inside you made you shudder. You couldn’t help but notice how it’s his first time, and suddenly, you felt much more self-conscious than before. You were confident, but you didn’t really want to disappoint him. Everything felt so intimate, now. It wouldn’t hurt to make it a bit more special for him, right...? 

“Come here, Puppy.” 

You reached out your arm and wrapped it around his neck, before bringing him closer and kissing him, using as much passion as you could. You opened your mouth and gently probed at him with your tongue, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. He followed your lead eagerly, leaning into you some more, almost laying on top of you.  

Your chests were touching, and Kylar couldn’t help but let go of his cock to grab one of your tits instead, giving it a curious squeeze as he panted into the kiss, enjoying the close proximity and the feel of your body. You muttered a soft “Good job.” under your breath at how he tried his best to please you. As a reward you flipped him on his back and positioned his cock at your entrance, but not before spitting on your hand and giving his cock some extra lubrication.  

Watching his reaction, you lowered yourself gently on his length. His eyes widened in surprise as your velvety walls enveloped and welcomed his cock. A loud whine followed by a high-pitched wheeze as he grabbed at the sheets, his hips moving upwards automatically, trying to reach as deep as possible. When you gave your hips an experimental roll, he swore he could see heaven. A moan of your own leaves you at the feeling, it’s been a while since you’ve had a cock this good.  

“Oh, Puppy...” you said in a scolding tone as his chest heaved up and down, struggling to catch his breath. You think you saw him almost biting his tongue, trying his best to hold in the noises as he already spilled inside you from the stimulation. As much as you wanted to find it annoying, it was... Endearing in a way.  

“Look at the mess you made, so eager...” you moved your hips, with Kylar still being sensitive in his post-orgasmic bliss, not minding the cum that leaked out of your hole and dripped down onto your sheets. It’s obvious cumming once won’t do it for him and you were more than happy to accommodate that.  

His expression looked almost like he was in pain from the over-stimulation. His hand moved from the sheets and to your thighs, to your stomach and your waist, anywhere he could reach in the state he was in. He was basically shaking, drool leaking as he looked at you through teary eyes, his voice trembling as he apologized to you, “S-Sorry, I-I'll be good, I p-promise...” 

You took the initiative and brought his hand to your cheek as you rode him and moaned his name, leaning into his touch. Poor baby was in heaven, drinking up the sight of you riding him, his cum oozing out of your cunt. It’s okay, he calmed himself, gulping down the air. He’ll just make sure to fill you up some more. Everything for his love.  

You muttered another “Good Boy...” against his ear, putting your back into riding him to another orgasm, this time eager to reach your own as well. Kylar wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing you as close as possible, his own hips moving, chasing his sweet release. He choked on air when you started to kiss and bite down on his neck, moaning more praises all the while, encouraging him to move as well and to touch you.  

He knew you didn’t cum yet, which prevented him from cumming to early again.  

He guessed you were close by the way you were clenching down, milking and squeezing him each time your hips moved, and the way your breathing was uneven, hitching each time he hit your cervix. His own pace was relentless, not giving you any time to stop even when you were gasping for air. He continued to rut into you even after you came, refusing to leave you unsatisfied and empty.  

“Noona... N-gah! Noona... I l-love you!”  

His hips stuttered as he reached his second peak, a content sight and grunt leaving him as he spilled inside of you, coating your walls once more. You were all spent, not bothering to remove yourself from him, instead still straddling his hips, his cock deep inside you as you tried to catch your breath, your sweat glistening in the dimly lit room. Kylar didn’t seem to mind. On the contrary, he seemed to enjoy it very much, going as far as to bring you closer to him, encouraging you to lay your head down in the crook of his neck.  

He didn’t hesitate to inhale the scent of your shampoo as you guys cuddled. His arms were wrapped around you protectively, refusing to let you go. His vibrant eyes were filled with so much love it made you feel a certain type of way, your own heartbeat quickening. You were sure he could hear it as well.  

Eventually, with some light giggles, you finally could lay beside Kylar normally. You were no longer straddling his hips, and he took the chance to cuddle into you instead, his head on your chest as he pressed soft kisses wherever he could reach, one of his hands on your hips as he traced patterns with his thumb. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep like this. You’ll talk things with him tomorrow instead.  

[timetoeatthebread-blog]

Heartsteel! Members suddenly have to take care of a child; Headcanons (Gender neutral and in an imaginary world where police is THAT useless. I like to think it isn't)

How they found you and how they reacted :

Kayn:

- He was literally minding his own business

- You ran up to him because of his pink eye and pink hair.

- Just straight up grabbing his left leg and not letting go, like a little menace.

- He tried to shake you off

- Almost fell face first into a wall while jumping around with his free leg.

- The little tic (You) had the grip of a true warrior.

- You bit him in his calf.

- Didn't hurt him that much. Instead it spooked him because he didn't expect a small child to have such sharp teeth. He hit his face on a pole on the sidewalk.

- What are you, a vampire? You little menace.

- You didn't know what menace meant, but vampire sounded cool. You pretended to be a vampire from this moment on, trying to bite him.

- At some point he finally got you off his leg and carried you under his arm like a bag.

- Wha- THE FU--

- Yes, you bit his arm

- Dude was so confused that he didn't even call the police

- Instead he took you home so Yone can take care of you.

Yone:

- Was grocery shopping, rolling his cart and checking the list if he needed anything

- Suddenly there was you, running around with a mini shopping cart.

- Totally proud of yourself. You were acting like an adult and you liked it (Because rolling the cart is fun).

- At some point you got lost from your family and then you saw Yone.

- It's not everyday you see someone in a zebra (in your child words. It wasn't a zebra print) shirt print.

- Like the young and cultured child you were, you asked if he saw your parents.

- The mom of the group tried to find your parents.

- Failed.

- The police wasn't really much help either. No one reported you missing.

- They (Police) were trying to take you but you cried so much because you didn't want to be separated from the gentle giant.

- One thing led to another and the police have his number and they will call him if they have any information.

- Brought you a pair of clothes so you have a change of clothes for later.

- Everyone was surprised when Yone didn't return with groceries and instead with a child.

K'sante:

- Was walking out of the gym and through a park

- Instantly noticed that you were alone on the playground.

- Checks for anyone in the vicinity of the park.

- The nearest residential area was a long way from the park.

- Walks up to you, crouches and greets you.

- Another gentle giant. But more energetic.

- Your sibling left you here as a prank to scare you.

- Parents gone on a trip.

- Cue inner anger at your sibling.

- Takes you to an ice cream shop. Buys you your favorite. With extra whipped cream/fruit.

- Contemplates his next options.

- Decides to take you home since it was getting dark, left his number at the police station and let them know the situation.

- Let's Yone know. Yone buys you a few things.

- Shows you his big armadillo plushie.

- The rest doesn't know that you are there yet (minis Yone)

Aphelios:

- Yes, he was in a store.

- Yes, they sold plushies.

- Yes, he bought a plushie gun and he was buying ammo.

- It's all for a prank I swear.

- You were hiding under one of the tables.

- Initially didn't care for you. Was sure your parents were nearby.

- They were not.

- Walks with you hand in hand, slow peace isn't a problem for him

- Thinks how you follow after him with your steps is cute.

- Calls his sister for help. She is completely serious and comes to you guys.

- She falls instantly in love with how cute and precious, scoops you up in her arms and carries you around.

- Aphelios kinda regrets not picking you up sooner.

- They go to the police station and they do nothing.

- Time to let Yone know what was happening...

- Since you were cute and you made his sister happy, he was quite happy himself to join his sister to buy cute things for you.

Ezreal:

- Was buying himself boba in a mall.

- And a new phone charger.

- His last one got destroyed by a mistake by Aphelios' prank.

- Saw you in the cutest, silliest outfit.

- Dude loves cute things almost as much as Aphelios.

- But you were alone. Like sitting in the corner alone and looking at people.

- You noticed him.

- Big pant look cool.

- Cue you running up to him and asking all about his pants, not understanding why it had so many unnecessary accessories.

- He discovers you were left alone by your sibling (again).

- You've been in the mall since the early morning. It was almost evening now.

- Goes to the police. Police is useless.

- Carries you around on his shoulders. Your laugh is precious and so is your happiness.

- His (not biological) little sibling! His little angel!

- He swore to protect you until the end.

- Gave you his boba since you were thirsty.

- MMm boba balls. They pop. It's cool as frick.

Sett:

- Was totally practicing basketball

- Found you alone. No one around.

- You asked about his ears. Reminded you of a dog.

- You love dogs.

- So does he.

- Instant connection.

- Calls his Mama for help.

- She is far away now but tells him to get you something to drink and eat and then take you to the police.

- Does as told.

- Buys you something to drink.

- Buys you dino nuggets.

- You both love them.

- Hols your hand and walks with you.

- Gives up when his back eventually starts hurting from bending so much and walking so slowly.

- Police is useless.

- Comes home and notifies Yone so he can take care of it.

- Feeds you more dino nuggets and sugar, while Yone does all the work.

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[almondpiglet]

ppl were drawing mikus from all over so heres habesha miku and her lil twin sibs rin and len!!

[soul-from-another-era]

Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.

[sleeplessv0id]

what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy

[palatial-monstrosity]

the self care industry will sell you face masks and teas and whatnot so i'm here to remind you not to forget the most important self care activity which is masturbation

[daughterofchaosstuff]

done healing my inner child. next up is my inner teen. her highness demands a sword.

[so-many-ocs]

[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

[usefulquotes7]

[xlovingcupcakex]

M!Kylar x F!Reader - Gaming (Part 2)

Uhh. Me every 300 words: Kylar sex Kylar sex Kylar sex Kylar sex Ky--

Summary: You and Kylar meet. Kylar is being a creep. Pushes boundaries. Possesive Kylar behaviour. Typical Kylar delusions. As mentioned before, Kylar kinda belives you guys are e dating for some reason.

2.7k words of basically pushing boundaries and hornyness. Lot's of escalating.

The gas station – bright and vibrant during the night – was mostly empty at this hour. You anxiously sat in the seating area, a cup of hot chocolate in your hand as you checked the time once again. Anytime now.  

Anytime now and Kylar should be here soon. You intuitively pressed yourself into the corner of the couch, trying your best to minimize your form as you tapped your finger against the paper cup in your hand. It was probably too late to hide or leave by now. 

As soon as your phone screen lighted up, you instantly checked the notifications. A discord message greeted you. It’s Kylar. 

“I got off the bus stop. I’ll be at the gas station in 5 minutes, Love.” 

A cold feeling washed over you and your legs felt weak as you looked at the message. Two minutes passed. You were too nervous to watch the entrance door. 

Another two minutes.  

30 seconds.  

You froze up, gripping the phone tighter in your hand. Your feet were pressed into the floor with all your willpower. Your form was hidden in the corner of the gas station and other than the worker behind the counter, you were the only one inside. Would he be disappointed in how you looked? Did you look nice enough? 

The bell rang and you looked straight at the table, too nervous to look up and check if it’s Kylar. You didn’t even know how to recognize him.  

You didn’t have to worry about recognizing him, since it seems he called you immediately on discord upon entering the shop, sound of the ringtone playing all over the gas station. Shifting your position, you stiffly positioned yourself in the direction of the entrance, and there he was, you guessed. A baggy hoodie over his form, with some black ripped jeans to go along with it. A mop of black, tousled hair, with some dark eyebags under his eyes. He looked down on his phone, a nervous expression on his face. 

He looked surprisingly... Cute. Shy. Sleepless. 

As you looked up at him, he found your form shortly after, thanks to the discord ringtone.  

His gaze was intense as he looked you, before slowly making his way towards you, a little unsure of himself, but pressing on, nevertheless.  

You could feel a blush rising to your cheeks from how nervous you were, you casted your gaze towards the cup you were holding, feeling bashful. It was too hot inside. The steps stopped before your table and you forced yourself to look up.  

Green eyes. The most vibrant green you’ve ever seen. Piercing right through you. The man tore away his gaze, looking to the side, before sending you a shy smile.  

“(Name)? Is... that you, Love?” Kylar asked, before taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He nervously moved his hand around in his pocket.  

“Y-Yeah. Are you... Kylar?” He visibly cheered up upon hearing your name, looking less stressed as he heard your voice. You sounded even better in real life. It was like melody to his ears. He took a seat in front of you. 

“So (Name), um... Love.  What do you want to do... Do you still want me to be your... Blanket?” asked Kylar.  

You opened your mouth to say something, anything. In the end, you looked like a fish out of the water and only nodded your head. Your hands trembled under the table as you shyly played with the material of your outfit, unsure of what to say or do. 

Kylar stood up; palms pressed against the table as he picked himself up, getting ready to leave, seemingly twitching to touch you. He grabbed your hand, before looking down towards the floor, a blush on his features, eyes slowly drinking in the shape and look of your legs.  

His hand gave yours a small squeeze as he led you outside, with you slowly trailing after him. His hand felt warm and slightly sweaty. Or maybe it was your hand that was sweaty? You really couldn’t tell the difference at the moment.  

“Where would you like to go, Love?”  

With another, gentle squeeze, Kylar shot you a questioning look as you calmed your beating heart. Gripping his hand tighter, you nodded in the direction of your home, guiding him. “My home is in this direction.” you said.  

The air felt crisp, sharply hitting your face as both of you walked. Kylar couldn't believe his luck; he was relishing in the chance to finally be beside you and touch you, to feel your warmth against his. A shudder of pleasure ran down his back, making goosebumps rise all over his arms, making his hands involuntarily jerk.  

He diligently paid attention to every detail as you walked. You didn’t notice – the lanterns barely casting any light – as you continued to walk. He examined your hair, how it moved and glittered under the light, how vapor escaped your lips as you took a breath, the sound of your steps. He did his best to crave it into his memory.  

After 10 minutes or so, you and Kylar stood in front of your flat. You took the keys out of your jacket and unlocked the door, before pushing it open, familiar warmth welcoming you. You let Kylar take the first step inside, which he went ahead with.  

His fingers trailed against the wall, before flattening his palm as he took off his shoes. You followed after him inside – after taking off your jacket and shoes – before welcoming him into the open space that was your living room.  

“Here we are...” you anxiously shifted from one foot to the other, waiting for his reaction. Looking straight at him as he took in the décor, your stare bringing a pale blush on his cheeks. 

He slowly walked up to you, hands trembling with anticipation as he continued to close the gap. Now, standing in front of you, he hugged you tightly, his smell taking over your senses. Oh, he waited for so long! So much so he didn’t even notice how you tensed up, clearly surprised. He shamelessly took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your shampoo and perfume. “It’s a nice place, Love...” 

"K-Kylar...?” you managed to squeak out, but he didn’t listen. Instead, he snuggled more into the crook of your neck, his nose bumping the skin. Upon feeling his lips, another squeal left your lips, which seemed to finally make him come to his senses, but not back off.  

“S-sorry, Love... I just... Waited for such a long time...” 

A dreamy sigh escaped him. You were so good. So cute. Even your shy expression made his heart race and face curl up into a timid smile. So, so adorable! So adorable how you were so shy you tried to take a step back, only for him to grab you closer to him, overwhelming you.  

This felt good. Nice. Kylar was in heaven as he held you in his arms, feeling quite content just holding you.  

Your face felt hot. Hands awkwardly on your sides.  

Black hair tickled your face as you let him hug you, heart fluttering at the proximity. Eventually, you wriggled free your hands and arms. With one arm, you hugged him back. Meanwhile, you reached your free hand to pat at his head, removing some hair that covered up his face; letting you get a clear look at his expression. 

A small bead of sweat rolled off of his temple, running down towards his jaw. His eyebrows were relaxed. Closed eyes and a small on his face made him look harmless. With his hair out of the way, the eyebags didn’t seem as severe as before. With the way how peaceful he looked, you felt guilty about your earlier reaction. He was like a total puppy. It was you who invited him over, after all.  

“Ky, do you want to grab some snacks? We can watch a movie on the sofa.” you said, gradually pulling back. This time, he let you go without any problems. An excited expression on his face as he nodded, lips pursed together, the corners threatening to rise up.  

“Great, you can stay here, and pick something on Netflix. The remote is on the table. I’ll be back soon.” 

You briskly walked to the kitchen, which wasn’t that large, but enough for you. Pressing your palms against the cold surface of the countertop, you took a few deep breaths, before reaching for some snacks from the cabinet.  

“Let me get this for you, Love...” 

You swiftly turned around, coming face to face with Kylar as he eagerly wrapped his arm around your waist, before pushing you towards him. His head rested on your shoulder, his breath hitting your neck and creating goosebumps. You instinctively arched your back at the sensation, a noise of surprise escaping you. Kylar reached for the snacks you looked at earlier and placed them snugly into your hands. 

“Thanks...” you muttered, trying to create some distance. Kylar still didn’t let go, holding you close, clearly enjoying himself. “You can let go, now.” 

“Oh, right! Sorry, Love. You just feel so nice...” Kylar let you slip out of his grasp, a bashful and sheepish expression on his face, as he blushed and looked away. “You smell nice. I like your perfume.” 

“You are taking the role of my... Blanket quite seriously, are you not?” you teased, hoping to ease the feeling in the pit of your stomach. It helped a little.  

Kylar tensed up a little, before taking your hand in his. Seems he didn’t appreciate the teasing this time. “You wanted me to be your blanket, my Love, d-did you not? I came all the way j-just for you,” Kylar stuttered and too a shaky breath before giving your hand another squeeze and continuing, “You wanted t-to be my pillow as w-well. You have to keep your word, my Cherry.” 

You nodded your head, acknowledging what Kylar said. “You are right, I remember...” 

Freeing your hand seemed impossible as he made you trail behind him as he walked to the couch. He motioned for you to sit, and you did as you were told. The snacks were on the table, long forgotten.  

He sat beside you, your hand still in his. Soon, he placed some of his weight on top of you, his head resting on your shoulder again. The close proximity still made you nervous, especially with his prior behavior. But you couldn't pinpoint why.  

He was quite adamant and touchy right now, but he was lovely-dovely with you on voice as well, so you guessed that there had to be an explanation for his behavior, at least somewhere. You racked your brain for possible answers as Kylar continued to cuddle and nestle info your form. 

He enjoyed your warmth so much. Your perfume. Your shampoo. It was almost too much for him. His self-preservation was wearing thin. You were all he wanted. All he could think about ever since you invited him into your friends list on League. So sweet. So loveable. You deserved everything and he will gladly show you, his love, how far he is willing to go for you.  

He swiftly turned on the movie, just like the both of you planned ever since coming back home. On the cozy sofa, with the noise from the background from the TV, Kylar’s attention went back to you, to admiring your beauty. The color of your eyes, your focused expression, the small twitch of your muscles. He’ll make sure to remember everything, every little detail. It will be burned into his memory. 

“You are wonderful,” Kylar muttered into your shoulder, which made you cast a glance in his general direction. “I-I’ll be the best boyfriend, I promise. I’m so happy you gave me the chance.” 

You tensed up. You did? You don’t remember anything that would make him think you guys were a couple. At least not yet. Everything fell into place as you thought through his behavior. Being touchy, being so eager to please, the pet names... It all made sense.  

Maybe you did give him the impression of being his girlfriend...? You searched every possible memory. Was it your flirting, being just nice to him? It must have been. You did have feelings for him, but you didn’t officially agree to be his girlfriend, yet. A cold feeling washed over your body. Kylar didn’t seem to notice. Were you supposed to just... Roll with it? It wouldn’t be so bad. Seems like he already likes you plenty. At least his behavior from earlier made sense, now.  

You didn’t hate his touch. It was nice. It just confused you earlier. That must be it. The last thing you expected out of yourself was to pick up a lost puppy that has fallen for you.  

You used your free arm to cautiously wrap it around Kylar. It made him nuzzle into you more. He shuffled a little, scooping himself closer, before gradually lowering himself and placing his head on your chest instead. You played with his hair. A content noise left him as he relished in the feeling of your fingers in his hair. Seems like you didn’t need to answer him, as your touch was enough. 

You casted your gaze towards the movie. The room was mostly dark, save for the TV before you. You didn’t notice when Kylar let go of your hand. Instead, it traveled around your waist, bringing you closer. His other hand was on your thigh, gradually itching towards the inside rather than the outside, diligently watching out for your reaction, eagerly checking how far you’ll let him go with you.  

He gave your thigh an experimental squeeze. Your body tensed up, your look traveling down to his hand. But you didn’t stop him, and that was enough for him. A blush on your cheeks and your quickened heartbeat told him everything he needed to know. 

In one, swift movement, he raised himself up. The hand that was on your waist was now on your cheek. Another squeeze to your thigh. This time it was much rougher, impatient. Eager. By instinct, you leaned to the side, where there was more space. Your back glided down the backrest of the sofa as a result, which gave Kylar a chance to follow after you. He locked you in place with one of his legs between your thighs as you laid on the sofa, your hair now messy and your expression surprised as your lips parted in a quiet gasp.  

The hand that was on your thigh earlier was now on your left side, holding up Kylar’s weight as he leaned in closer towards your face. “You are so pretty, my Love...” 

Vibrant, green eyes stared back at you through messy, black hair as you felt his breath on your lips, before he finally hissed you. Deep breaths left past his nostrils, before a low moan rang in your ears. 

“S-so, so good. My Love tastes so good...”  

He didn’t let you get a word in before he kissed you again, with more force this time, deepening the kiss. His free hand traveled down from your cheek to your ear, down your collarbone, before finally groping at the mound of flesh under his fingers, enthusiastically squeezing and kneading.  

“I l-love you.” he breathed out as he pulled back, content with the state in which he left you in. Slightly bruised lips from kissing, wet and glistening with both his and your salvia. Your eyes, your hazed gaze as you panted for air. Your chest that moved up and down. Pride swelled in his chest at the state he left you in, a perverted smile and blush coating his cheek, eyes hungrily soaking up the view before him.  

He caressed your cheek with surprising care, a strong contrast compared to his earlier behavior and touch. “We’ll do m-more later, r-right?” he asked, but left little to no time for you to answer, “After all, we have the whole night...” 

[timetoeatthebread-blog]

Okay so I'm obsessed with Aphelios and I love the new Heartsteel song and their band and stuff and I've come up with a few headcanons. It's my first time so let me know what you think! These ones are a bunch of rambling lol

Heartsteel! Aphelios headcanon/imagines:

- Aphelios gets easily embarrassed/flustered easily.

- He is sassy as fuck when needed. Doesn't take any bullshit. Especially when teased too much.

- Since he is mute and can't protest vocally, he will do anything and everything in his power to stop you when you are teasing and embarrassing him too much. Think like putting his hands over your mouth, throwing a pillow (or a plushie), pulling you in for a kiss, shutting you up with food etc. But he will never hit you! Unless it's something soft, like a pillow... Since he doesn't want to hurt you.

- What he wants, he gets. Like a true sassy prince(ss). He wants food? He drags you to the kitchen. He wants cuddles? Simply comes up and drags you to bed or sofa to cuddle.

- He enjoys his peace and quiet for the most part, but he loves spending quality time with you or with his friends. Depends on his social batteries

- Since he can't communicate verbally, he is usually sending messages on his phone. Or writes them on his notebook.

- Because he can't communicate verbally, basically his other personality traits are amplified. Sassy as mentioned earlier? Check. His reactions and panic when teased too much? Check. If he can't get his point across because he can't write, he won't hesitate to use force.

(Example) Hungry but doesn't have a way to say it but wants to go with you? Starts to tug on your hand and points in the direction. If you resist he will drag you.

- Can use sign language but rarely gets to use it since not many people use it.

- Loves cute stuff. Plushies, stickers, candy, clothes, you name it. But don't let others know!

- He tries to act cool in front of others. His way of showing that he is 'cool' is looking cold but acting completely normal and not using too much cute stuff. He simply tries to look like a badass but ends up looking like a sassy e-boy. Every. Time. Because he is a sassy e-boy.

- Give him a pokemon plushie and he will give you the world. Or another cute thing. Point still stands, though.

- Probably is into games when he is not hanging out with his crew, or when he is not working on a new song or playing guitar or another instrument.

- Probably games like Baldur's, Stardew, Pokemon. Usually cute games, but sometimes he also plays games like Skyrim or Killing floor.

- He is a professional OSU player. He plays with his mouse. Only his mouse. No tablet, no keyboard. A mouse. Like a true masochist.

- He would probably love to be dominated. Like, someone who can take care of his brattyness and sassyness. Needs someone to tame him, basically.

[noperopesaredope]

I wish we had more female characters like Eleanor Shellstrop. One of the most unlikable people you've ever met. Read a Buzzfeed article on most rude things you can do on a daily basis and decided to use that as a list of goals. Makes everyone's day worse just by being there. Dropped a margarita mix on the ground and tried to pick it up, only to get hit by a row of shopping carts which pushed her into the road where she was hit by a boner pill delivery truck, killing her instantly. Cannot keep a romantic partner despite being bisexual. Had a terrible childhood but will die before she gets therapy. Best employee at a scam company. Just the worst but also can't help but root for her to improve.

Absolute loser. Girl-failure. Bad at almost everything. Literally perfect female character.

[i69bea]

"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."

[beepboopappreciation]

Is this anything

[soul-from-another-era]