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deer-fic-fics · 2 months
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Teasing Kylar by setting up a little game of hide-and-seek… waiting for them to go home to care for their parents, leaving a little clue on your bed for them to find. They always come back to you in the night once their parents are taken care of, to watch over you sleep. It’s a part of their routine, a soothing ritual. Imagine their panic when they realize you’re gone, not where you’re supposed to be! Frantically chasing after you and the clues you leave, jealousy and anxiety rising the longer you hide from them~! I’m sure you’ll have a good reward when they finally catch you, won’t you?
Or, instead of fully running— maybe you spend that night reverse-stalking Kylar. Following them home, and watching with amusement as they scurry around town like a rat in a maze to pick up all of your red herring clues. Making sure they don’t catch you, and then showing up to class the next day like nothing’s wrong. Acting so concerned about Kylar, who’s so much more disheveled and erratic than usual… “You look so tired… didn’t sleep well?”
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oceisastar · 2 years
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Kylar would absolutely try to mark his claim on PC if he notices Sydney starting to have an interest. I 100% believe he would fuck PC in the library to try to assert dominance.
omg?? that's so fucking hot
minors do NOT interact (m!kylar x gn!pc; fingering, public sex, accidental voyeurism [this is fiction!! don’t do this irl lol])
imagine him fingering them between library shelves. like kylar is fucking shaking with how wound up he is, and pc clenches every time they think someone's going to walk by. and when someone does walk by, kylar throws himself in front of them to shield them from prying eyes. pc looks at him with wide, doe-eyes, and kylar kisses them so hard their teeth clack together. 
sydney appears, trying to figure out the source of the disturbance, but they go completely red in the face when they realize what's happening. pc makes eye contact with sydney at that exact moment and spasms around kylar’s fingers. they grab helplessly at his hoodie, burying their face in his neck as they try to regain some sort of composure. kylar has to stop himself from hyperventilating, clumsily kissing their head over and over to let them know it’s okay. 
“you... you can’t be doing that in the library. it’s against school policy.” sydney’s voice wavers, clearly affected by what they just saw. it’s difficult to tell if they’re upset or something else entirely. 
kylar shoots a dark look at sydney, who forces themself to look away and go back to the front desk, then turns back to pc, pulling his fingers out of them in wonder. he sucks on them while pc watches, sweaty and out of breath and so, so perfect.
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astromaxi · 2 months
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kylar is so gross </3 (18+)
Heavy pants and small gasps echo in the dark, old bedroom. The creepy orphanage is slowly coming to the end of the day, and the owner of the room, he is releasing his desires is gone. On the worn bed, he hugs the pillow closer to his head. It muffles the whines he lets out as a pair of his beloved panties are wrapped tightly around his throbbing pink cock. He ruts against the comfort with such force it makes the bed groan in pain. "oh.. pl-please please." his eyes are glued shut as his fantasies get the best of him. He imagines them on their knees in front of him, worshipping his cock, another of him shoving his cock in his love-breeding them for all their worth. More fantasy of his love begging- pleading with him to fill them up with his milky cum. His hips grow more fanatic as he reaches his breaking point, he breaths in the scent of his beloved's shampoo, as it only fills his need to cum. This is so gross all of it, sneaking into his obsessions room to jerk off in their bed with their underwear. but Kylar can't help it, it's their fault after all. They shouldn't have helped him back then
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a/n: this is proofread at all, I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes.
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kachinga12 · 1 month
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Kylar desing!
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bb-simp · 2 years
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Manipulative PC and Kylar…And PC thinks they took the lead.
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kylarsobsession · 8 months
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this is why dating kyler and whitney at the same time is so funny. boys boys stop fighting over me ur both pretty....u both have huge dicks its ok...i have enough holes <3
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yaelibex · 9 months
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GN! Kylar the Loner/GN! Reader
Warnings: Stalking, Obsessive/Possessive behaviors, Heavily Implied Kidnapping, Implied Non-Con, Unhealthy dynamics + basically just a drabble with the things that happen in their route (◍•ᴗ•◍)
Note: I haven't written in a long time so I'm sorry if this is bad....
Mind dimmed, eyes glinted green with jealousy; they felt their feet going one over the other, faster and, faster and, faster…the former falsely serene atmosphere of the darkness breaks, as they finally caught you, knocking you out.
They walked, and walked, and walked in the dead of the night—lamp posts slightly lighting in Danube Street as they breathed in the cold air, almost shakily as they continued to follow their love interest, or rather, just you…their special one in the dead of the night.
What were you doing in the dead of the night? They thought to themself, as they followed you. Taking in the sight of your back, as they continued on, noticing the way you were wary.
Finally, they have you in their arms, and they wouldn't wish to let go. As a passing thought went into their brain—is this what love is?
Their shaking yet sweating hands held your unconscious face again, a giddy smile seen on theirs as opposed to your relaxed ones. As if memorizing every feature you have, every pores, hair, eyelashes, as if they hadn't yet. It can't compare, their hands and skills can only do much, not being able to reflect the very sight of you close onto his paper.
Kylar thinks it is, this is what it probably is. They'd keep you safe.
Kylar couldn't get enough, what was even enough? Does enough even exist?
Not when they're enjoying themself; feeding onto you, instilling themself onto you, no matter how hard it is whenever you'd resist them. For what? They are yours, and you are theirs. Why can't you get it?
A horrifying thought crossing into their brain, what if this wasn't love—and it was just pure obsession? But when they look into your grace as they continue to hold you captive…they just couldn't help it.
Feeding into you, and holding you close.
Acting as if you were a substance, they are addicted and dependent on.
Until their body couldn't handle it anymore.
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"There you are!"
You happily greet the cute small girl in front of you, whom let's out a small squeak before recognizing you.
"Oh, it's you." Kylar responds, a small smile on her face.
"Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." Detention is a drag, friggin' Whitney, always hassling you. And of course the one time you decide to fight back, you get detention for fighting.
"Leighton didn't, do anything to you, did she?" Kylar asks, concern in her voice.
You are happy to tell her that this time, she only made you write down sentences on the board. Leighton must have been in a good mood today though, as it was an extremely lenient punishment, only making you write on the board.
"Probably from taking it out on someone else.' Kylar mutters under her breath after you mention that she must have been in a good mood.
She's... probably not that off...
"So, what's this place you wanted to take me to?"
Oh right, you mentioned to Kylar during lunch that you wanted to take her out to a place Robin told you about.
"Oh, you'll see, it's a surprise." you answer coyly, much to Kylar's frustration which is reflected in her cute pout.
You begin to feel a slight chill from the breeze blowing as the two of you walk through the park. Looking over at Kylar, you notice her shiver a little. Good thing you know how to fix this.
She jumps up a little in surprise as you wrap your arm around her, and pull her close to your side.
"You looked like you needed something to keep you warm." You tell her. She looks up at you and smiles, quietly thanking you while leaning her head on your arm.
This feels nice, having someone who cares about you (besides Robin of course) feels nice. Sure, Kylar may have her... "quirks" (especially when it comes to when you two get intimant but, you'll gladly accept and reciprocate her love, even if she can be very clingy.
After all, who else besides Robin do you have? In a way, you can understand and even relate to the isolation that Kylar feels. Her home life is probably not very positive, as anytime you bring up her parents, she looks stressed and changes the subject. You don't pry as you figure that this is something that best revealed by her own volition when she's comfortable enough to share it with you, Add that, and her social status at school, or lack of, and see someone who like you is very lonely.
The two of you enter High Street, still holding each other. You walk past pedestrians going through their day, and stores selling a variety of items from hardware tools, to resort tickets.
"Are we nearly there?" Kylar asks you. You can tell she's out of her comfort zone right now. Poor girl.
"Don't worry, it's just a few doors up." You assure her, squeezing her shoulder with your hand, the gesture calming her down a little.
A minute later you finally reach your destination. "And we've arrived!" You say, imitating a GPS. Much to Kylar's amusement.
She looks up at the sign, her face becoming more excited after realizing where you took her too.
"How come I didn't know that a new video game store was opening up? I would have been here a lot sooner if I knew!" She turns you you, glee being evident in her face. "Thank you!" She says, embracing you.
Kissing her forehead, you return the embrace.
"C'mon let's go see what they got, apparently they have some rare stuff here that they imported."
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ihonestlycanttellyou · 7 months
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!!DoL Spoilers!!
Kylar abduction event spoilers under cut
You know, I said Onyx would have no interest in him until he learned about Kylar's apparent infatuation with his own father on whim but now, it's a worm in my brain.
Like,,, Onyx either bullies or just straight up ignores Kylar until he kidnaps him. Sooo, Onyx weakens the bonds, goes exploring, yada yada. He finds Kylar's family portrait and it's like he's looking in a mirror and just goes +++Arousal ++Interest, he slips back into the chair and absolutely degrades Kylar when he gets back from doing whatever tf he does upstairs. Mocking his obsessions, making Kylar call him daddy at all times, and overall doing anything that may deepen Kylar's unhealthy dadcon(?) behavior.
Hell, he may even demand Kylar give him some of his father's old clothes and then fuck him in them, insisting he's "making up for lost time".
But hey, Kylar's finally got his beloved's attention so it's a win! :D
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hecckhound · 2 years
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Hello!! My name is Hecckhound u can call me Heck or Bloo!! I’m 18 years old and agender !! My pronouns are it/it’s. I’m an author and an artist! This is an degrees of lewdity only blog so naturally it’s 18+!!
I do take writing requests but at the moment they are CLOSED while I get this blog up and running lol!! I also haven’t written anything spicy in a good bit so I wanna get back into that habit before I dive into requests!!
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hsbrjrngk i really wanna make a new playthrough of dol already but ive gotten so far on my current run, i wanna get more feats...
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oceisastar · 2 years
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Imagine if Kylar had the cat tf and had similar marking tactics of cats. PC/Y/N thinks Kylar is just really cuddly but their just marking their beloved. Now other cat tfs stay clear of PC/Y/N and they don't know why..
MDNI
omg like pc thinks it’s so cute but when they go out and about most other cat tfs kinda look at them and skitter away and they’re like hm... but don’t think much of it. kylar purrs when cuddling them.
I feel like kylar would definitely do this with their clothes too like when pc isn’t wearing them. LOVES when pc wears their hoodie because it’s like extra scenting.
it’s not until pc transforms too that they understand what kylar has been doing and they pounce on them and playfully tickle them until they’re squealing and writhing. the two of them stay snuggled up tight, with pc rubbing behind kylar’s ears and letting them cuddle into their chest
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zenoxnemesia · 9 months
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Throwing loads of useless stuff before travelling is truly decompressing.
Still got a dissertation to write afterward...
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smuthospital · 7 months
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⭐️Yandere Kylar x Reader⭐️
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Premise: You're a streamer, and your biggest fan really really likes you
Warning: Non-con, kidnapping, gn reader
Minors DNI
Bright lights flash in your eyes, your fingers rapidly bashing buttons on your keyboard, your other hand furiously clicking your mouse. You whine as your character suddenly falls to the ground, dead.
"Ok, guys! Ok, I get it! I know I'm not that good at this game! No need to tease me!" You laugh. Inside, you're a bit peeved. These stinky bastards aren't here for your gameplay so they better shut up. Shut up and enjoy their eye candy. You're currently streaming an online first-person shooter. You made your little hobby into a little side hustle not too long ago. Guys love watching hot people play games and it's proven to be profitable. "I'm cute? Well thank you, Mr. Husband!" This guy is a regular. Gotta give him those shout-outs he practically pays for.
As much as it hurts to deal with these weirdos, It helps with expenses. You've even seen Robins username pop in and out quickly, probably hoping you didn't see. At first, you were uncomfortable with acting all sweet for your audience, but you warmed up to the idea when it started staving off your bastard Landlord at the orphanage you live in, Bailey. You play games dressed sexy, say sweet dumb things and the money comes pouring in.
These poor, lonely guys send you money in hopes you'll give them a crumb of attention, and you do. Sometimes, you say their names. You don't exactly care that you're taking their money at all. It's a gift! It's not like you forced them to give you money, nor did you even ask. They just want a chance to get in your pants and you're not gonna stop them from dreaming. You can't count the number of times people in the chat have asked if you have an onlyfans.
You'd never, of course, date one of these pigs. You imagine your viewers are stinky, slimy, greasy and would cum in their pants at just seeing you in person. Their whole body is probably sticky to the touch and shower maybe once a month they probably have piss filled mountain dew bottles on the floor next to their pc and shit stains on their seat. You're pretty sure a few guys in the comments are jerking off as you stream this very second.
A few times, you've received ominous messages in the comments from different users, almost threatening you for some ridiculous problem they have with you. How you play, what you're wearing, or just your face, so you make sure to always hide your location and are very vague about your personal life. You're used to them being weird, saying things about what they'd do to you if they were alone with yo- Just have to learn to ignore it. You calm yourself down.
"Well, that's enough for today, I'm getting sleepy! It was nice playing with you today. I'll see you tomorrow, goodnight, love you!" You blow a kiss at the camera. You see people commenting their 'i love you too's and whining about how you could stay a bit longer' in the chat before you disconnect. You made $540 from that two-hour stream. You received most of it from the same person. Mr.Husband. Not one minute after closing the stream, you get a message. You thought you disabled direct messages? You notice that it's to your personal account that's open on another tab from an unnamed account. No bio, no profile picture.
New user: Hey
New user: Do you want to meet up sometime? For coffee?
You: Who's this?
New user: I'm Kylar. You can get to know me when we get coffee.
You: Uh no? How the fuck do you know me?
New user: I love your streams, pretty. Drop the fucking attitude before you piss me off. I knew you'd be more of a bitch off-camera. You just look too good to be good hearted. You have to be taught obedience. You're lucky I care about you so much.
You: Keep your tiny prick away from me. I never want to see you in my presence. Disgusting. Ugly pig. Do me a favor and never ever leave your dirty cave. Go fuck yourself
New user: Wanna watch?
*New user has now been blocked*
You stand up and walk away from your computer. how the fuck did he find your actual account? You don't even have your real name anywhere. You start to undress, not noticing your computer's camera has flicked on again.
In a dark room, a man fists his massive cock slowly, eyes trailing up and down his obsession through the screen. His mind is filled with all the things he wants to do to a little cock tease like you. Ruin you, break you, crush you under his weight, teach you a lesson for whoring yourself out. A cute treat like you should have better manners "Pig...tiny prick. Ah, (y/n) I can't let you just say those things to your husband." he watches as you slide your underwear down, eyes zeroing in on the crevice between your thighs as you bend over. He shudders as hot baby batter coats his chest and thighs, continuing to roll down his cock in fat globs.
Two days later, you're walking back home from a late shift at the cafe. You plan to stream when you get home.
Something is watching you.
Cold sweat dribbles down the back of your neck. You shiver, the cold night air doing nothing to calm you. You can feel eyes drilling holes into your back. You picked up your pace, your eyes darting all around. Who is it? What do they want? You think you can hear footsteps not far away. They're getting closer. You break into a sprint and make it to Danube street before you're tackled to the ground. All air is pushed from your lungs, depleting you of oxygen. You do your best to fight against your unseen attacker, but they're far too strong. You try to scream, but only a wheeze comes out. The man roughly picks you up like a sack of potatoes under his arm and carries you into a mansion nearby.
He walked down a flight of stairs and threw you to the ground. You tried to scramble away, but he grabs your ankle and drags you back to him. You get a look at his face in the dim light. He's handsome, but his expression strikes fear in your heart. Fury is the only word you can think of to describe it. You scream and flail your limbs wildly, trying to get him the fuck off of you. You hear a crack and before you realize what happened, your cheek is burning. "Shut." Smack "The." Smack "Fuck." Smack "Up." He's seething by the end. Your head was knocked back into the ground by the last hit. A dribble of blood runs down your nose, your cheeks completely red and moderately swollen. You're no longer trying to fight him, head far too foggy to do anything but lay there in pain.
"I'm sorry, baby." He huffs, calming down a bit. "Don't fight me and that won't have to happen again." He wiped at the blood on your face with his thumb, cradling your cheek. A blush creeps over his face along with a deranged smile as he stares down at you with his unblinking eyes. "You're just so perfect. Everything." You feel a bulge forming atop you where he's straddled. He pants heavily as he looks you up and down. Hot tears slip down your swollen cheeks at the realization that you can't get yourself out of this one.
You lie completely still as he palms his crotch in front of you. "I...I'm kylar...you said I have a small prick, (Y/n)... That wasn't very nice. You should say things like that to your husband." You stare at him in awe...it's..the guy from the chat. did he find you? He's crazy. He's insane. He's gonna kill you. Your chest heaves up and down uncontrollably. You feel blood rushing to your ears, feeling the most fear you've ever felt in your entire life. He takes notice of your panic attack and tries to calm you. "H-hey! Shhh, it's ok, just breathe!" You don't hear a word he's saying and thrash wildly again. Your legs kick underneath him, but his body doesn't budge an inch.
You freeze when you feel his lips smash onto yours. He grabs your wrists in one hand above your head, effectively immobilizing you. It feels like he's trying to eat you, no longer caring about your little tantrum. "Just stay still." He mutters as his large hands roam up and down your body like he's waited his life for this moment. You feel his ever growing bulge rub against your stomach. He grabs your hands before you could try to fight him again.
"...You know...I've been giving you my good money, (Y/n). All because I knew how hard it was to live on your own. But now you're here with me. You'll be my personal house whore." You feel his breath hit your cheek. "Please...let me go. I didn't do anything to you!" You're full on sobbing at this point and to your horror, you feel his cock twitch against you.
"Oh fuck! Keep crying for me like that, baby." He's clawing your pants. Your eyes dart around the room for anything that can help you, but your blood runs cold when you just see hundreds of photos of you plastered all over his walls, some even on his ceiling. You hear a loud tear. This animal ripped your pants and underwear in the process of ridding them from your body.
You're a shaking mess as he cups your sex in his hand. "K-Kylar, please!" You cry, trying to appeal to his humanity. He groans, a little wet spot of pre cum appears on his crotch. "Say my name again." He demanded. His fingers rim around your hole, threatening to dive in. You quiver at the feeling. He unzipped his pants and you feel something impossibly large, heavy and hot slam onto your stomach with a thud.
He releases you momentarily and moves himself lower on your body, his head between your legs. His arms circle around your thighs in a vice grip. He takes a strong whiff and lets out a moan. You feel his tongue slide up and down your sex as his fingers plat around with your hole before dipping half a finger in. You're too dry, it hurts! You whine and struggle, uncomfortable. His finger dips all the way in, uncaring for your pleasure. You scream as he continues to thrust his finger inside you as his mouth engulfs your sex. He removes his finger and lifts himself off you. You sigh in relief.
That relief dies as you feel his meaty cock push at your hole. He begins to push in, but your hole resists. It's too big. He lets out a sound of annoyance before spitting on his hand and rubbing the liquid up and down his cock. It does little to help aid in his entrance. "This may hurt a bit…a lot actually." He wicked grin stretches across his face before he rears his hips back and forces his cock through. You let out a blood curdling scream he rips through your insides. He's only halfway in, your walls desperately trying to push him back out. He holds onto your waist and pulls you into him, bottoming out. You feel like you're bleeding, but you're too afraid to look down.
You can hardly breathe. His cock feels like it's in your stomach. Your body twitches, hot tears slipping past the corners of your eyes as you wheeze out please for mercy. He only looks down at you in awe at your beauty. "Oh, you're so cute like this! I knew you could take it! I know it hurts now, but just give it time." His thumb rubs at your tears. There's nothing you can do to get out of this. You feel completely helpless.He pulls himself out, and slowly goes back in, groaning. "Fuck, you're so tight" he grunts. You close your eyes and hear a flash. Your eyes snap open to see he's holding a camera. A blinding light fills your vision along with a 'click'. This sick fuck.
You let out an involuntary moan when he shoves himself into you at just the right angle. He presses himself deep inside you, holding himself there, his cock hugging your sweet spot. "Ah (Y/n)! (Y/n)! (Y/n)!" He chants your name like a mantra at each thrust, but you can barely hear him. All you can do is feel him. Hurt hurts so bad but feels equally as good.
You can't help but let little sounds of pain and pleasure spill from your lips as his hips ram into yours. You look up to see his eyes are completely rolled back. His lips press wet kisses to your cheek. You feel a knot start to build in your lower stomach without your consent and you feel yourself lift onto cloud nine. "Oh (Y/n), cum for me! Cum for your husband!" He moans. You feel shame and pleasure wash over you as you do just that. You clench around him, his breath hitches in his throat at the feeling. He slams into you harder and harder. The over stimulation is killing you now. It's too much!
You think he might break something inside you, you think his dick might knock your brain out of your skull with how hard he's pounding. You feel like your organs will never be the same. "Gonna get you pregnant, gonna breed you again and again. Gonna have my babies. We'll be great parents!" His muttering awakens what's left of the fight in you. "Ah! N-no, stop! I-I can't!" His hand slams over your mouth, his bottomless green eyes staring directly into yours. He lifts your legs up and puts them over his shoulders in a tight mating press.
He hits your special spot and your eyes roll back. He can reach far deeper like this. He slams into you with one final thrust, pressing into you with his full weight. You can't breathe. The over stimulation finally comes for you and you cum all over his cock again. You feel his cock twitch before unloading what seems to be an endless supply of semen into you. You can almost hear the wet sound of him cumming inside you. Your lower stomach rises by the sheer volume of cum produced. You wonder if he used to be a bull at Remy's farm or something. That thought quickly vanishes along with your whole mind as your brain is unable to produce anymore thoughts.
With a satisfied sigh, he pulls his slipping wet cock out of you, a rush of lightly pink cum following after, quickly stopping when he plugs you up with a small plug. His cock isn't even fully soft. You pray he doesn't decide he wants a round two. "That wasn't so bad, now was it? You were crying for nothing." He pants. He kisses your temple before picking you up by your waist, once again like a sack of potatoes in one arm. He walks over to a mattress on the floor and drops you on it, your body softly bouncing on top before settling in a heap. He had a mattress the whole time and still fucked you on the cold, dirty cement floor!? You hear a click and see he's chained your right angle to the wall. He smiles at you and pevks you on the lips the way a husband would before leaving to work. His mood did a 180. He's so very cheerful, his handsome face cheerfully grinning down at you like you're a cute little kitten.
"You did really well today, (Y/n), my love. I'll be back tomorrow. You won't get dinner tonight because you fought me so much, but you'll learn to behave. I want to treat you better, so please be good for me. Goodnight." With that, your new 'husband' stands up to his full height and walks upstairs, leaving you in the cold pitch darkness of the basement.
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allfearstofallto · 1 month
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I did it :)
Degrees of Lewdity LI Transformations - Headcanons
All Male LI x Fem! PC Reader
Ft: (Corrupt, pure) Sydney, Whitney, Kylar, Robin
TW: 18+ MDNI, deviancy, wolf tf, harpy tf, bull tf, knotting, unprotected sex, Dub-Con, cumming inside, breeding
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Angel! Sydney who's pure as the day he was born. Strawberry blonde hair that seems to shimmer in the light, hazel eyes that only pass forgiving stares. Wings whiter than freshly fallen snow and a golden halo, reflecting an almost blinding light off his glasses. Sweet pure Sydney isn't just the talk of the temple, his unshaken virtue is the talk of the entire town. Though he'll humbly insist that he can't cast blessings, but people still beg him to pray for them which he'll do regardless, he's too kind not to.
Fallen! Sydney who's lost that light in his eyes, dark hair draped over his shoulder. The blinding light of his halo is now changed to an inky black over his head, until one day he comes back with a fresh set of horns sprouting from his forehead. White wings look like they're dipped in oil, their color slowly sinks and becomes dark. You wonder if he seems happier this way, his insatiable lust making him palm himself through his shorts while looking at you, grinding himself against his hand while wordlessly mumbling what he wants to do to you.
Wolfboy! Whitney who doesn't let anyone mention the ears or fluffy tail he sprouted. Who insists that he only likes going into the woods because it's an easy place to smoke without being bothered. His new assets means that his already firm grip as he pounds into you, is now met with the painful feeling of claws digging into your hips, sharp teeth at your neck, threatening to bite. When he cums inside your already trembling cunt, he bullies that big knot of his inside. The swell of it filling your abused pussy up, knocks the air from your lungs.
Harpy! Robin who always had such a lovely singing voice, but when he sprouts colorful wings and a feathered tail his voice seems to get brighter. He sings you to sleep while stroking your hair, hands gentle as he's careful of his abnormally long claws. His love making is more passionate now, a pretty voice singing out as the claws dig into the bedsheets below you, those wings of his flapping as he fills you with cum, then nuzzles against your chest. He sleeps with a defensive arm around you, making sure you're full of his seed, but more importantly safe.
Bullboy! Kylar who's desperate, begging for your touch. He needs to be milked, so badly it hurts and only you can do it for him. His cock, abnormally large, balls heavy and filled to the brim. You'll stroke his cock as he stands stiffly, moaning out loudly while praising you with words of love and admiration. He cums while practically convulsing from your hands, your fingers slick with his precum. His balls tense, bovine tail wagging as cum drips down your arms, a seemingly never ending stream leaving the twitching head.
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lost-external660 · 19 days
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Kylar is very cute to me, especially since my PC can overpower him if he wanted to💕 short top x tall bottom ftw
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