#kairo (oc)

[detective-luca-montoya]

Now we have a piece from the awesome KIWI! You can find them here!

And this is of.... oh.

Um. It's, um, a lovely piece. Of... a certain someone. Very... nice.

Luca? Are you okay?

I'm fine.

It's very nice.

[rainba]

Yandere OC (Kairos) x Reader 💜

A/N / TWs: 18+, yandere content, Kairos being Kairos,, masturbation + pillow fucking + small mention of somnophilia and kidnapping

( ◡‿◡ *) MDNI 💜 

Reader is GN!!

Wordcount: 1106 💜 

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Drool was dribbling down his chin, an absolute mess forming all over the bedsheets. His hips were twitching, bucking, grinding fervently against the silky black fabric of his pillow. His small hands gripped the edges as he held it as close as humanly possible. 

Kairos was utterly desperate.

“A-ah– Hah– Please– Please…”

He thrusts as fast as he possibly can, moaning your name ever-so-sweetly. He’s so unashamedly loud– he just can’t stop thinking about you: his perfect, amazing, sweet, soon-to-be-his darling. Kairos grits his teeth as he pushes his leaking cock even harder against the pillow, his entire body trembling as he whimpers.

“I-I love you, I love you, IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou!”

Images of your face flash across his mind as he recklessly chases his high. The bed squeaks beneath him. God– he wishes it was you in his arms rather than just a dumb, stupid pillow. If you were with him at that moment instead, he’d undoubtedly believe that he’d died and gone to heaven.

Ah… If you were with him… He’d cum inside you over and over again– claim you– leave kisses and marks all over your body– whisper praises into your ear as he lovingly fucks you. His hands would be trembling with excitement as they explore every inch of you. 

Kairos shudders as he imagines you squeezing yourself around his length. He whimpers as he also imagines you praising him back, telling him that he’s making you feel so good, begging him to keep going until he physically collapses.

Ah– if he fucks you good enough, you’ll never want to leave him! Right?? He’ll fuck you so good that you can barely walk, and that way, you’ll never be able to escape him… Kairos bites down on his bottom lip as his cock throbs at the thought.

“I… I’ll be your good boy… I’ll… I’ll treat you good..!”

“Y-you only need me, only me…”

He shifts positions on the bed and tries to put the pillow on top of himself, pretending that you’re riding him. He pushes it firmly against his length and tries to grind into it, but it’s hardly enough to satisfy him. Having the pillow on top doesn’t feel nearly as good– the only way for this position to work would be to have you actually on top of him. He needs to be inside of you– needs to be inside of you so, so badly–

The stupid pillow just isn’t enough.

He can’t help but tear up and whine at the fact that you’re not really with him right now.

Overwhelmed with frustration, he flips over the pillow and slams it against the bed, taking his rage out on it. He squeezes it as if to choke it; erratically shaking the poor thing as salty tears fall down his cheeks. 

He holds down the pillow with one hand as he carelessly strokes his cock with the other.

Then he imagines he’s fucking your face instead... Pretending he’s punishing you for not begging to be by his side. Punishing you for not spending every waking moment either being with him or thinking about him.

Oh– But… Would having your throat be ravaged by him really be a punishment?

Kairos imagines your eyes watering and cheeks puffing out as he abuses your mouth, bruising it, but he also pretends that you’d secretly love it. In his fantasy, you’d be touching yourself as he keeps thrusting, and he’d be petting your hair all the while. Or perhaps your hands would be gripping his thighs, holding him close, refusing to let him go… You’d cum without him needing to even touch you– the mere act of sucking his cock being all that you need to climax.

Or maybe– just maybe– you’d fight back. Bite down on his dick, make him bleed, tear him apart… You’d get mad at him, yank him by his messy hair, force his face into the bed and take control…

“F-fuck,” he slips out a high-pitched whine.

He’s getting close, he knows it. The room is growing so, so hot… His head is spinning. He almost wants to stop himself from cumming just so he can relish in his little fantasy just a bit longer– but he lacks even an ounce of self control. Kairos leans down and sinks his teeth into the pillow, precum leaking all over it. Even more tears prick the corners of his eyes as he imagines himself cumming inside your mouth, envisioning you moaning as you choke it all down.

Then he fantasizes you kissing his cock and thanking him, licking and suckling on the tip as he comes down from his high. It’s such a wonderful thought… Such… A wonderful thought…

That’s all it takes for him to come undone.

“A-ah.. Aah..!~”

Kairos’ entire body trembles and jerks as he cums, sweat dripping down his pale cheeks as the intensity of it all washes over him. His breathing is erratic, his heart pounding against his chest.

He’s made a huge mess.

And he doesn’t care that it’s a little bit gross… He kisses the pillow over and over again, pretending that he’s actually just leaning down to kiss your forehead instead. He endlessly whispers the phrase “I love you” as he tenderly strokes it. When he slowly calms down and the fantasy fades away, all he has left are the dark walls of his dusty bedroom and the cum-soaked pillow between his legs. 

It’s pathetic.

Kairos chokes down a labored sob as he weakly throws the pillow across the room– his face red with embarrassment. It hits the wall and plops onto the floor, folding in on itself. His hands ball up into tight fists.

Kairos can’t take this anymore.

He wants you– no, he needs you so badly. He craves you like a hard drug, yearns for your unconditional love, dreams every night of owning you entirely.

Sneak into your bedroom, kidnap you, or make love to you while you’re sleeping– he needs to do something, anything, just to get even the smallest taste of you.

But right now… He’s too tired. His body collapses, his heart aching in his chest. He runs his fingers through his bangs, the sweat making his hair a mess. In some strange way, he feels at peace– at peace knowing that one day, you will be his, and his alone.. It’s just… A matter of time.

His fantasies will become a reality.

His eyes slowly flutter shut as he smiles weakly from ear-to-ear, the tears fading away as he dreams of the day where he can hold you close in the gentle cage of his loving arms. 

[coelacurse]

And after a long wait Ichor is finally done!! I have no idea why but his design genuinely just took the longest. But the goober is now here!!

Lmao I have kinda decided that the crescent moons on the shoes aren’t exactly… apart of the shoes? He just kinda hovers above them like the weird hover version of heelys lmao.

It also isn’t shown but there is like, wing decals on the back of the little caplet? Since Ichors wings are retractable!

Also the other two in tandem with Ichor as a treat! I love my goobers and actively throw them at walls LOL.

[starmagnets]

talksprites are fun to make

[diroxide]

I’ve been working on this off and on… crazy bastard alert!!!!

[kair0s-in-space]

they are going to the same event,,,neither is dressed appropriately

mylo (left) belongs to @star-dust-shark and uses he/it pronouns

koaz (right) belongs to me and uses he/him pronouns

reblogs > likes

[gethoce]

First Artfight attack of the year! This one goes to @diroxide featuring his characters Aeon Knight and Kairos, two brothers who love one another very very much ~

[amxthystiine]

RAHHHH IM NOT DEAD I HAVENT BURNT OUT TRUST

Canto VII is going absolutely insane rn GOD I hate THAT stage you know the one took me a day to complete it

BUT RAHHHH IM BACK!!! SELF INSERT UPON YE

I’ve been stewing on her lore a bit and have a possible scene that could play out in my mind but ye!!

[silverpsychedelic]

@emirrart 's Jackle and Kairos have a conversation. He finds ways to be more and more of an anomaly each week

[auxiliarydetective]

For the ask game: 69, because somebody had to

The nicest of numbers. Thank you for your ask <3

My number 69 is...

I freaking love this song, dude. And the video for it is great too! This is a song I associate with Sisi Fuchs, but I also associate it with Circe Kairos.

[sukisukidaysook]

SERVER/RESET 2/2

[Part 1 Here!]

[rainba]

More, More ღ

In response to the last ask I answered... I got inspired and decided to write something short. ( ´ ꒳ ` )

No need for content warnings- just Kairos being sappy and clingy. Kairos being Kairos.

Reader is GN!

NSFW, 18+, MDNI!

Hot and heavy, needy and sweaty.

Clothes tossed carelessly onto the floor, blankets and pillows messily placed.

Kairos’ breathing is unsteady and erratic. He’s so lost in the moment that he couldn’t care less about the state of his bedroom.

“I… I can k-keep going, please! J-just… One more… One… More round.”

Kairos’ cock is buried deep inside of you as his hips jerk and quiver. He’s so incredibly tired, it’s painfully obvious, but for some reason he just didn’t want to stop. 

“I… I w-want to stay like this… Forever.”

His soft lips gently kiss your neck as he picks up his pace once again, his heart pounding loudly within his chest. Kairos' arms were wrapped around you in a loving embrace, his gentle hands reaching upwards to stroke your hair. He loves being intertwined like this– your sweat mingling, saliva mixing, bodies rubbing together. The smell in the air was unlike anything else.

When you wrap his arms around him, he melts. When you wrap your legs around his hips, it drives him crazy. He can’t get enough of you; he’s addicted.

When Kairos isn’t with you, he suffers intense withdrawals.

Kairos mumbles another “I love you,” as he fervently licks and kisses your neck, sucking and marking your sweet spots. His cock is unbearably sensitive as he pulls all the way out, only to quickly shove his entire length back into you. The way he whimpers is adorable.

“Warm… Tight…” His hot breath on your skin sends shivers down your spine.

“Mine.”

Kairos’ dick twitches inside of you as he whispers that singular word. He repeats it over and over again, making sure that you don’t forget the fact that you belong to him, and nobody else.

Nobody else in this world gets to love you. Nobody else in this world gets to touch you. It’s a privilege reserved for him, and only him. He won’t let anyone else dare come close to you, his precious soulmate, the love of his life.

It doesn’t take much to make him come undone for the third time in a row.

“C-cumming, cumming… I’m… I’m…!”

Kairos' voice cracks, his grip on you tightens, and hot seed fills you up to the brim as he reaches his climax. His shaking hands unintentionally claw at your sides and leave behind tiny marks.

Before you can say anything, Kairos starts to softly thrust again, his purple eyes glazed over. He smiles.

“One more time…? Please?”

[coelacurse]

… *side eyes* um, LMAO, I cant not keep doodling my pocket guys, frankly terrible to NOT draw them!

Also a lovely little peek of Stratos during her “shattered mask” era hehehe, we love when a Soul realizes her Whole will do nothing to save her from apathy-

[astor-and-the-endless-ink]

Character Profile: Kairo Rayos

Full Name: Kairo Xavier Rayos

Nickname: Kai

Age: 17

Pronouns: He/him

MBTI: ENTP-T

Personality Description: He's really deadpan and sarcastic, and enjoys irony and coincidences a bit too much. He's easily annoyed but slow to show it, cares a lot about the people he loves and couldn't care less about anyone else, and is deeply religious and will happily debate about it with anyone who dares to give him a chance. (He's this world's equivalent of a Christian). He's also incredibly depressed, and will make extremely dark and depressing jokes.

Backstory: The son of an immortal (a descendant of the creator god, Solaios) and the grandson of a Ghostspeaker (a prophet of the minor gods, the Stellai Ghosts), his life has always been controversial. His father and uncle, Levyn and Oriyn Rayos, were banished from Zephan City to the abandoned and dangerous Blanklands as part of a deal they made with the current Ghostspeaker: they would leave and never come back to quell the Ghosts' rebellion, as long as Kai and the rest of his family could remain safe in the city.

Kai has always resented his dad for that, because he'd rather be in prison for being immortal and be left alone than be bullied for it day in and day out. The bullying, name-calling, and muttered wishes for his death eventually caused him to believe that maybe they were right; maybe it would be better if he were dead. If he did die, he would go to the afterlife that all followers of Solaios were heir to on death, and there would be no one that hated him for being immortal there.

But that's the problem - he is immortal, and thus can't die.

His family has since sent him to several different therapists, most of which hated him just as much as every other Stellaist citizen of Zephan City, but the day after his first almost-helpful appointment with a suspiciously encouraging therapist, Kai sees a news headline on TV:

IMMORTAL FOUND DEAD IN BLANKLANDS: CAUSE OF DEATH MURDER

This prompts him to venture into the Blanklands, looking for this murderer with the mysterious power to kill immortals.

Likes: Music, poetry, doodling, soft and dark colors, especially blue

Dislikes/Triggers: The Ghosts/Ghostspeaker, his immortality, talk about his dad

Relationships (By the End of the Story):

Levyn Rayos - Father

Joya Rayos - Mother

Evara Rayos - Sister

Sterling Pierce - Friend

Valentine Lucen - Girlfriend

Theme Song: Eternal Life by Palaye Royale

[starmagnets]

updated all my trolls’ ref sheets !!

[kair0s-in-space]

designs for some side characters in a future project :3

(he/him for Benji and Atticus)

(she/her for Rowan)

reblogs appreciated!!