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poly relationship with kylar and corrupt sydney. just imagine

THANK YOU FOR GRACING ME WITH THIS GORGEOUS THOUGHT!@!!!!! (m! kylar and m! sydney below!!) (gen! reader)

oh my gawsh. guys im actually really embarrassed to admit this but i've never done the christmas play event!>!?!?! (like, i still know the gist of it through screenshots and i know that they're FIGHTING constantly... and KISSING???!?!? i LOVE.)

- being smushed in the midst of a sydney-kylar sandwich is... messy. to say the least. on one slice of bread; you have a gorgeous, loving boyfriend that you've corrupted and turned into an absolute SEX FIEND - and on the other slice; you have ANOTHER gorgeous, loving boyfriend with a jealous streak who would do anything for you. including getting into a poly relationship with his ex-bestfriend...

- i think the polycule will be fairly awkward for the first few weeks... sydney will be teasing kylar and flirting with him while kylar is DISGUSTED because the only reason he did this was for you and not this whore—

- but then sydney would start being sweet to kylar like how he's sweet with you... and kylar will still be grovelling and getting all huffy... but (and he would NEVER utter this to anyone maybe you) sydney isn't that bad...

- then it slowly develops into kylar having a shared obession for the both of you and corrupt sydney downright ENCOURAGING IT (you can imagine how feral the sex is)

- being between your two boyfriends in the cafeteria is definitely chaotic. you're getting your face wiped at by sydney while kylar pets your hair - you're so overwhelmed from all the touching but it feels so good.

guys ill elaborate further on the cute stuff but. BUT IMAGINE YANDERE CORRUPT SYDNEY AND HYSTERICAL KYLAR COMING TOGETHER TO STEAL YOU AWAY???? (yandere behaviour, alluded kidnapping, gen! reader)

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It's too much - juggling two possessive boyfriends who never leave you alone - you don't have any breathing room, and not even the private sanctity of your bedroom is left untainted.

So you ran.

You don't go to school anymore.

You don't even look at Danube street because the risk factor is simply way too high.

But you knew - even if you willed it away with clasped hands crouching at the foot of your bed - that your cowardice would inevitably catch up to you.

"You've been ignoring us,"

Your bedroom door is quickly slammed behind you by a much taller, forboding figure. His closed fist rests heavy against the door frame, long dark hair spilling over his shoulders. You're tugged forward into the figure's chest, and you can feel them shakily inhale your scent - like they've been having withdrawals from your absence. Sydney.

"Why— Why are you in my room—"

Sydney laughs breathily, his hand falling from the door to cup the plush flesh of your cheek. His thumb rubs just underneath your eye, cooing as you flinch at each calculated movement.

"I got some help..."

Sydney trails off, and you gasp as another set of much smaller hands place themselves on your waist. You feel the familiar texture of scratchy, split end hairs against the crux of your neck and shoulder. The hands eagerly squeeze at your clothed flesh, unintelligible murmurings following each excited touch. You know these hands. Kylar.

Kylar whines, pressing kisses that contain more tongue than lip against the sensitive skin of your neck.

"Y-You ignored us— Left us alone for weeks!"

Their shared grasp on you tightens uncomfortably as you struggle.

"G-Get out— I— I didn't invite either of you here—"

"Oh, we weren't asking for an invitation, dearest."

Sydney smiles down at you, all malice and sadistic cruelty.

"You should know what happens to bad spouses..."

One of Kylar's hands fall from your waist, fumbling around inside of his pocket until he sighs against you.

"Y-You won't ignore either of u-us again."

The tell-tale prick of a tranquilliser dart numbs any fear that you could have felt from the hushed words that slip from Kylar's lips.

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Wait I've never had Kylar confess like this, I always get the one in class

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Wait... Wha

WHAT

What the f I didn't even know I had incomplete preg content toggle turned on for Lyah?????? Yes despite having demon tf he never intentionally had intercourse with anybody other than his wife but what the actual f-

No no no wait wait what with that "Force Impregnation" option???? Where does it come from why is it suddenly just... there???????? Why does it sound so hot What????

P/s: okay thanks to @/nullptrexception explanation I checked again and turns out Lyah just gained enough Demonic points that day so the option just ✨appear✨

My boy can truly be Harem Protagonist ™ now

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I do hope to see more scenes where PC&Kylar&Sydney interact together!

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I keep on forgetting I randomized the penis sizes in this save and this took me out

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I NEED THIS WOMEN TO KNOCK ME UP

#mutt talks!! #dol #degrees of lewdity #sydney the fallen #dol sydney #sydney the faithful #sydney dol

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Tease that loner NOW

Contains: NSFW, breeding/pregnancy talk, PC is an ass, nothing else of note! Unspecified AFAB PC/M Kylar.

PC is a devilish bastard and decides to share some ideas with their favorite little obsessor. Deepest apologies for any OOC, ehe, spat this out while getting back into the series from hiatus. Also sorry if mobile fucks up the format. I immediately went right to near maximum fucknasty on post one my apologies I am sure to be blasted into the atmosphere🙏

It wasn't often you got Kylar alone- alright, no, scratch that. You and Kylar were alone plenty, if one was to include all the times envious eyes would bore into your back from a distance where the gaze was not returned. No, this was special. New.

You let your hands trace down Kylar's trembling form, chuckling at his own hand you can see in your peripheral, scared to touch you. It wasn't a bashful sort of fear, but the fear that came from utter reverence, of a dream shattered by a mere pinch. You make a clicking sound with your tongue, tilting your head into their grasp. An audible breath escapes him.

You blink slowly, a leisurely expectation, and Kylar complies diligently, kneading your scalp. His hand is sweaty, but your hair is well enough to ignore that fact. The poor thing's still shaking like a leaf, fitting for the cool fall air around you. They're even going red; how festive. But those eyes remain green as ever, even as they well up with overjoyed tears.

"Y-You... t-thank you..." he mumbles, something like a hiccup weaving into his tone. Adorable. Pathetic. You can't get enough of it. You move your head forwards, resting your face against Kylar's thigh before humming in agreement. They shiver at the sensation your voice brings.

Through all of this kindness, however, you hide with you a weapon. A simple fact you picked up between the lines; perhaps you've gotten some stalkerish tendencies yourself. Those ramblings and scribblings of family. You toy idly with Kylar's waistband for a moment before finally speaking.

"...You know, I think it'd work," you muse, finger tracing indistinct patterns this way and that.

"What would?" Kylar breathes out, blinking a few times.

"This, riiight here." You make a motion with your fingers like walking, stepping closer and closer to the space just above Kylar's crotch. "Ever taken a fertility test?"

You stifle a laugh as Kylar's knees just about give out, some indescribable squeak escaping his lips. The hand in your hair tightens with disbelief. "Don't- don't you dare tease, don't- I love you so fucking much, don't-"

"Shh, shh. Why would I be teasing? I mean, I've really been thinking about it," you purr, letting your voice take on a certain lilt, like a storyteller. "Not here, of course. No, I want it to be where our home would be. Doesn't that sound perfect?"

"Home with you? Home, you, b-baby..."

"Mhm. Home, me, baby. Our home, our baby. And I'd be yours." You let your hand drift down, starting to rub at Kylar's crotch through their clothes. He's getting hard quick, as expected. You kiss through the fabric of his pants, and he keens, hips jerking forwards. It's nice to see him go stuttering and stupid like this. You decided quite a while ago that he looks best when he's really lovestruck.

Well, maybe more like luststruck. But that doesn't really matter. What matters is that your hand is deftly working at his zipper, to his waistband, to his boxers. The sight of what's before you makes you grin.

"Mhm. Yeah, that could definitely knock me up." You earn another buck towards the face for the comment. You're tempted to take him into your mouth, but you've got plenty more to say. You lick your hand, smushing your cheek back up against his hip before slowly working his cock with a soft grip.

"Don't worry. You can enjoy this. I know damn well there will be plenty of... opportunities, for us. What's a little more waiting?"

"You're so mean, I love you," Kylar says back, tears already mixing with a glassy look in his eyes. Pent up as can be, clearly. His hips move in a subtle motion despite their prior intensity, a determined look trying to form on his face. He wants this to last, and you're not sure whether you find that alluring because of how sweet it is, or how fun it could be to make this quick. You decide to grant one mercy, keeping your pace slow.

"We'd have to make sure the bed was good, yeah? So you could bend me how you needed, fuck me properly. I trust your intuition." You press a kiss to his leg, continuing to pump your hand slowly. Enough precum is spilling from his tip that you thankfully don't have to lick your hand again, sliding the fluid up and down his length.

"What are the odds, you think, that I'd take just from this? The precum, I mean. With you inside me, it'd be pressed up nice and deep, just leaking in while I get all wet around you. It'll be so easy for you, I think. Would you want that? Or would you rather climax do the trick?"

You have to watch your grip with how harshly Kylar twitches, careful not to scratch with your nails. He's drooling, eyes locked with yours. There's a haze in his vision, perfect and desperate, that keeps him silent, his reply a struggle as he weeps.

"D-Doesn't matter, if it's you. Want-t you to feel good." You giggle at his response. It's so strange, how docile he could get. Here was your stalker, ever prepared to take what was rightfully his... but play the right cards, and you had him on a leash. Such an addicting sensation, which made it so easy to understand his own mania. But, back to the task at hand.

"You're so good to me, Kylar. I'll feel good, don't worry. Because no matter what, I know you're really serious about this. I am too. So I'll let you fuck as deep as you need to, and we'll cum together over and over. As many times as it takes. I really do love you."

A rhythmic pulsing in your hand quickly snatches you out of what had admittedly turned into your own little daydream. Kylar is babbling nonsense, but you can guess well enough what he's trying to say as cum shoots out onto the ground. You coo and hush him, moving to stand and kiss his tears away all while you keep his orgasm going as long as possible. He finally starts to still, and you don't chase overstimulation, continuing to pepper him with kisses while he sobs incoherently.

"Do you really mean it?" he asks again, uncertain. Terrified.

"I do."

You get enough "I love you"'s to last a lifetime, but you both know it's not enough. You chuckle into his mouth, saliva and tears messily smearing along your face. Finally he pulls away, breathless, and you smile.

"It's settled, then. Take me home."

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GAME DAY ✨🎮

The loser gets tickled

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okay yes she may have kidnapped me once or twice BUT to be fair your honor i might have brought it upon myself

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Turning the big, bad bully into a cockwhore

This is my first time writing, so I don’t know what I’m doing. Just a thought I had about Whitney getting humiliated by PC.

(Summary : M!Whitney gets his ass destroyed by defiant, vengeful and sadistic M!PC. Happens in the storage closet and PC is just tired of his shit, deciding to take matters into his own hands.)

“Apologize.” You huffed between breaths, staring down at your bully that didn’t look so dominant anymore, not in this position where he was face down on the grimy floor with his ass getting a pounding. Sounds of skin slapping against skin resounded in the silent closet, surprisingly no one noticed and bashed the door in to investigate.

“I said, apologize.” You repeated, and Whitney could only swear and groan, his quiet cursing interrupted with squeaks and whines that sounded so unlike him that you wondered if this was some sort of fever dream. But, no, it wasn’t. The clear sign of this being reality was the sensation of your cock getting squeezed each and every time you moved in and out of him. Felt so fucking tight, he might as well be snapping your dick in half.

God, if this wasn’t the most humiliating thing in the world that he had experienced. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He was supposed to be fucking you, not the other way around. Now you had him pinned down, ass face up in the air while you silently watched as the big, bad bully squealed around your cock. He’d never be able to show his face in public ever again nor face his friends either since they’d all be snickering and passing around the famous video of the blonde getting roughly fucked by his own victim.

“I-I’m gonna f-fuuucking kill you, bitch-“ Whitney promised, his voice lacking it’s usual effect in this vulnerable position. You could only snort at his response, knowing he couldn’t do jack shit since it was already obvious who won. Deciding to be just as petty as he is, your hands found their way to the delinquent’s hips, grasping at the tanned flesh and using it as leverage to fuck him harder.

The pace you had set was brutal and it wasn’t slowing down either, bending down to place your lips against Whitney’s ear. “You’re going to fucking apologize properly to me unless you wanna walk home with my cum between your thighs.”

The bully would’ve flipped you off if it weren’t for the growing heat in his stomach that was starting to form the longer this went on. It was a matter of pride and he had no choice, but to comply, forever hating himself for this.

Through gritted teeth, you could hear a faint moan, but he uttered those words that you had waited for, loud and clear in the dark closet. “F—fuck, f-fucking sorry.” There. He had done it.

“I knew you had it in you, slut.” You said mockingly, the nickname easily rolling down your tongue from having heard it from his own mouth so many times.

That’s really all it took, your words sending Whitney over the edge in an instant as he came on the spot with a loud moan and a curse. Thick ropes of cum came spurting out of his cock, probably the biggest, goddamn load you’ve ever seen him released and it splattered down on the ground. You soon followed after, his convulsions pushing you to your limit and just as you promised; You managed to pull out just in time, hand gripping at your cock in front of his face, shooting semen right on target.

Whitney could only stare up at you in complete and utter shock, too stunned to even say anything along with the scent of cum dripping down his face. Fuck, did he look so pretty when he was a mess and covered in your own seed. You had to push the thought away of going any further since you knew you’d be pushing it.

Didn’t even take one last glance back at him as you walked out of the storage closet like nothing happened, cock still half-hard tucked snugly back into your school shorts with a calm look on your face. Whitney just sat still with the lingering feeling of you in him, pink tongue darting out to lick at the mess on his lips.

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KYLAR PREGNANCY HEADCANNONS RIGHT NOOOWWW (breeding too :>>>>>>)

hnnngGGGHHH

ok. so. if you ask kylar to have a baby with you he WILL immediately fall to his knees sobbing. he loves you so much and having a baby is permanent proof of that!! of course, you two were always going to have babies because it’s meant to be (not because he’s broken every condom you’ve used or has secretly been dosing you with fertility pills and taking the pills himself just to boost the chances…) but the fact that you verbally affirmed it just makes it so much better!!

of course he’s going to immediately want to stay trying. it doesn’t matter where you are, he will immediately grab you and take you into the nearest secluded area. pay no attention to the fact that he’s harder than he’s ever been <3

and trying is gonna be soooo much fun…trust that u will get fucked DAILY til kylar’s shooting blanks. don’t worry! he’s had your menstrual cycle on his calendar for months anyway so he knows when his best chances are. but even if you’re on your period and the chances for pregnancy are low it wont hurt to try right?

but it won’t stop once you’re actually pregnant. seeing your belly swell every day, knowing HIS baby is growing in there…oh it makes him feral.

and it makes him even more protective of you somehow. kylar is not afraid to threaten anyone who gets too close to you - that’s his pregnant future wife, after all - even if they are just reaching out to touch your belly. he just wants to make sure you and your baby are safe :)

yeah he's gonna be all over you all the time. especially when other people see you...knowing that you are creating HIS child...

just don't get too reckless or he might have to lock you up in his basement!! for ur own safety of course. if you ever played amnesia: memories. it's like in toma's route

don't ask me abt kylar as a dad though. that genuinely terrifies me i don't wanna think about that

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dol doodle dump. entirely too many blondes in this town

the scene i drew in the second pic lol... i really like the kylar sydney scenes. cute.

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Kylar kylarrererrrr

I’m making a keychain out of him. Would sell them if anyone was actually interested LMFAO

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Slippery Slope

18+ / Minors DNI

Random thoughts about M!Whitney and petplay Includes: petplay, M!Whitney, gender-neutral PC, they/them pronouns, Whitney being down bad but not admitting it, exhibitionism, soft Whitney, cockwarming

Thinking of M!Whitney with a puppyboy or puppygirl or, for simplicity's sake, puppyslut. We all know he loves degrading PC and treating them like a worthless fucksleeve... so treating them like a filthy mutt doesn't seem too far off for his personality. But I feel like he'd be hesitant to engage in full-on petplay with PC. At first. Because although, yes, petplay comes with a considerable power imbalance and dom/sub dynamics and the degradation that Whitney thrives off of, it can also be very intimate and loving. Like, what is he supposed to do when PC wants pets and scritches while in puppyspace? That's too soft for him. He just wants to call them a stupid mutt and fuck their brains out. So he starts off with that. PC wears a pair of soft, floppy ears and a tail as their favorite bully plows into them from behind. Then that evolves into collars and leashes so he can yank their leash and drag them around the school that way. But like, if they already wear a leash, then surely it wouldn't hurt to take them on a walk. Naked. In public. Because it's a punishment, they've just been so defiant lately, they need to be put in their place. And naturally they'd be wearing the ears and tail (because they never seem to want to take them off). On that note, they seem to be enjoying their walk a little too much... judging by how much they're leaking from their puppy cunt/cock. But Whitney would be a fucking liar if he said he wasn't enjoying it, too... So he supposes it makes sense then, how the two of them got in this situation, with PC straddling his lap in the library, Whitney's thick cock stuffed in their soft wet hole, neither of them moving however. Instead, Whitney is cooing a mix of praise and degradation in their ear and gently petting their hair. PC's head is in the crook of Whitney's neck, gently nibbling at the skin there like a mouthy puppy. If their tail was real, it'd be wagging right now. Such an intimate scene. It almost doesn't sound like Whitney when he says– "Such a good puppy for me. Good slut. You deserve a reward, yeah?" –because he says it in such a calm, smooth, gentle tone. But it IS him, it's Whitney. And just that notion (and maybe also the mention of a reward) has PC squirming in his lap, ready for whatever their owner will give them.

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better watch your step!

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