#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

[technocyte-09]

i was struck by a vision

[strzxrin]

being sandwiched between nostia and kairos… i’m out now… (the no freaky corner will not save me anymore)

. . . i just wanna look good for you !

in which . . . you are adored by the two primordials, and they tagged team you.

cw. threesome, nipple play, a lot of teasing, you’re kind of dumbed out by the kissing

pairings . kairos x gn!reader x nostia

god x reader , gods x reader , god of war and love x reader , god of life and growth x reader , primordials x reader

notes . this is lowkey super short but i was trying to keep it as gn as possible, but i do hope you like this !!

masterlist . character wiki

“k-kairos—!” you gasped, shaking a bit as he hummed softly at your breathy moans. your hands gripped his hair as you felt your entire body burning up. he was marking you, and of course you knew he was possessive of you.

it’s just that, he’s doing all of this in front of the god of war and love, and you can’t help but flush even more. “mm.. you taste divine, my prettiest bird” he murmured, his lips attached to the stiff peaks. you were embarrassed and shy at the situation if it weren’t for kairos having your mind melt from his open mouth kisses.

“you’re taking him so good, aren’t you, ( name )?” nostia purrs, his hand gently patting your head as he stands behind you. the two gods were tag teaming you because they just wanted to, and frankly because you were too cute for them. just to see your flushed expression, kiss-swollen lips made them both a little more hard.

“his mouth feels good, doesn’t it?” nostia teases, tilting your chin back so that you could look up at him. you see his smirk and it made you clench around nothing. he leans down and takes you in for a kiss as his other set of hands took this moment to roam your body.

you fit the both of them so well… but kairos really didn’t like that you were moaning into the kiss with nostia. so, he grazed his teeth on one of your nipples before nibbling it. he sees your back arched and a bit of drool leaving your lips as he grins.

“don’t forget about me too, my lovely birdie” he murmured as nostia groaned into the kiss. you tasted so sweet to him and he wanted more. he pulled away from the kiss to see your hazy eyes and he mused.

“you’re going to take us both so well, darling” he chuckled as the both of them took their time with you. they have all the time in the world for this, for you, after all.

[diroxide]

@gethoce Hol husban like prized bowling ball 🤍

[akirakirxaa]

𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒? 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒

[darpart]

"Son of Bhaal" 🖤💘

Kairos or Kai (Dark Urge) My OC from "Baldur's Gate 3"

He will eat your heart and be very pleased with himself 💀

[tododeku-or-bust]

Shy Babey boy doing his best during time with Mommy. More up next!

[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 ~

[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-

[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!!

[strzxrin]

˗ˏˋ beginnings of life and growth ˎˊ˗ — kairos.

voice message received . . . “would you like to hold the children? they’re rather fond of you, i’d say”

world . pevarra

age . unknown (within the thousands)

gender . male

species . deity

untold truth . he never tells it to the others, and he never tells it to nostia, but he truly misses his brother. of course he wished that his hotheaded brother would’ve taken things to a different perspective, but at the end of the day, he is still his brother and he could never bring himself to hate him. in fact, he has never hated him, he just wanted the best for him, and the mortals who walk on pevarra. despite his charming and almost airy nature, who he is, isn’t who he represents. only little knows that he is using a persona, and only two knows about his true personality. nostia and you. even if his morals and how he rules over pevarra is with freedom, but when it comes to the both of you? he hates it to his bones if he isn’t aware of your every movement. it makes him feel unknowing, and he wants to know. he needs to know. because after all, you are his in his eyes. 

appearance. 

soft blond hair that is fluffy and styled like a wolf cut, his bangs are almost to the side but it still looks like a middle part. his side hairs are longer, down to his shoulders. 

soft golden almond eyes with his pupils shaped in an ‘x’. his features are more feminine and his lips are half full, so that when he smiles it seems both coy and genuine.

he has four eyes, the other two are at his cheeks and almost hidden in view. he keeps the other two eyes closed because he doesn’t want to scare you.

he has markings underneath his eyes, both identical and in a zig zagged shape. underneath his right mark, he has two beauty marks together, top and bottom, resembling a ‘:’ shape.

6’8”ft (203 cm) tall, sunkissed skin with a scrawny build. there’s some muscle on his bicep but even then he isn’t really well fitted.

his ‘ears’ aren’t necessarily ears because they are avian wings, but he can still hear very well and clearly, if not even clearer than the others.

he wears lip gloss and chapstick a lot because his lips are always dry no matter how much water he drinks, so he had to switch to other methods to keep it from cracking.

he has an intricate neck piece because nostia gave it to him once and he loves the look of it so he keeps it on him at all times.

his clothes are styled to be very ancient roman and greece, loose and at this point, showing every bit of his skin because he has nothing to hide.

incoming voice call . . . “hm? i built it all for you of course! all to your liking, therefore, don’t think about running away ever again, alright?”

why can’t you just stay still?

this is the tenth time you’ve been trying to escape his sanctuary and he’s frankly getting more annoyed with every attempt. you can’t keep doing this to him. he didn’t want to go this far, but it seems that his little bird is crossing the line far too much.

which is why you’re screaming in pain at the moment, why your eyes are filled with tears as you say paralyzed on the floor. you can’t feel your legs but at the same time the only thing that you do feel is the scrutinizing pain that he had put you in. “you..” your voice croaked, your vision so blurry as your hands shake to try and hold your legs but instead you feel his hand intertwined with his.

“shh.. it’s alright, you’ll be alright, my precious bird.” he whispers. you always knew him to be sleepy yet so lenient to you. you were used to being held in his arms, how you’d run your fingers through his hair and how you’d style his hair in whatever you felt like doing that day. but currently? he wasn’t the kairos that you grew to know, and even when you thought you knew him well, he sheds more of himself — but you always tried to accept him as he is, regardless of the situation.

his touch that would’ve calmed your tears months ago turned into something you grew scared off. he’s cradling you in his arms as he shushes you, as he kisses the tears away. but it hurts. it hurts so much, that he had broken both of your legs so that you won’t try to escape anymore. 

“you know that i do this because i love you, right, ( name )?” he says softly, gently cupping your cheeks as you shuddered by his touch. and you don’t say anything, the pain is making your mind so numb and tired. “i’ve done so many things for you, i’ve given you this sanctuary, i gave you your little friends, but you still insist on going outside” he kissed your forehead and you just stayed there, unable to move.

“maybe it’s better if i made this sanctuary a bird cage,” 

you paused at his words. what..? wasn’t this enough? wasn’t your legs being broken by him enough? “k-kairos.. i won’t leave anymore-” you tried to reason with him, your words stuttering as you choked a bit on your tears but he shushes you softly. “it’s too late for that, my sweet little bird.” he hums, picking you up in his arms as the sanctuary then changes into something else.

a serene garden but you are stuck in a large bird cage. there’s a bed and the simple necessities but there was nothing else there. just the sheer loneliness of being trapped and you look at him through your tears to him smiling so sweetly at you.

“now, you won’t ever leave me.”