#kiros

TLK: Son of lion

A redraw from this since I lost the original file

Darius learning from Kiros how to kill crocodiles, starting with the babies. Kiros was never a bad father. A horrible lion, but still tried (and then disaster happened)

Pairing: Aaron pierre x co-star!reader c Kelvin Harrison Jr.

Summary: Red carpet banters and after party crash outs.

A/n: Yayayayayay huge Aaron x reader incoming I love this very much :P

The three of you had one job—walk the red carpet, answer a few questions, and look good while doing it.

Easy, right? Wrong.

Because you, Aaron Pierre, and Kelvin Harrison Jr. together were a recipe for disaster.

And unfortunately for the event organizers, the cameras were rolling.

Round One: The Photo Op

It started out simple enough. You were standing between Aaron and Kelvin, smiling for the cameras, when you suddenly felt Kelvin’s hand creeping onto your shoulder.

“Kelvin, what are you doing?” you asked out of the corner of your mouth.

He grinned. “Enhancing the pose.”

Aaron glanced down at Kelvin’s hand, then casually reached over and yanked it off.

Kelvin gasped. “EXCUSE ME.”

Aaron smirked. “Nah.”

You sighed, shaking your head. “Can we act normal for five seconds?”

Kelvin scoffed. “We’re giving them content.”

Aaron just shrugged. “They should be thanking us.”

Round Two: The Interviews

The first interviewer smiled brightly, clearly excited to talk to you. “So! You three have amazing chemistry—”

Kelvin threw an arm around you. “We’re a package deal.”

Aaron nodded, casually prying Kelvin off you again. “Some of us more than others.”

Kelvin gasped, clutching his chest. “Did y’all hear that? He’s threatened by me.”

Aaron chuckled, voice to smooth.“No threats. Just… facts.”

You groaned, turning to the interviewer. “This is what I deal with every day.”

The interviewer was thrilled. “Okay, but who’s the biggest diva?”

You, Aaron, and Kelvin all pointed at each other.

Kelvin laughed. “Look at that. Democracy at work.”

Aaron scoffed. “Nah, let’s be real. It’s Kelvin.”

You nodded. “Absolutely Kelvin.”

Kelvin gasped dramatically. “ME? Y’all, don’t listen to them. I am humble.I am low-maintenance.”

Aaron deadpanned. “You had a hair and makeup team in your trailer for three hours.”

Kelvin pouted. “So I like to look good. Sue me.”

The interviewer laughed. “Okay, okay—who takes the longest to get ready?”

You immediately turned to Aaron.

Kelvin grinned. “Oh, 100% Aaron.”

Aaron looked offended. “No way. Not possible.”

Kelvin nodded sagely. “Bro, you be in the mirror for an hour. Talking about ‘lighting angles.’”

Aaron scoffed. “I respect the craft.”

Kelvin smirked. “A mirror selfie is a craft?”

Aaron crossed his arms. “If I do it, yes.”

You let out a dramatic sigh. “I need new co-stars.”

The interviewer laughed. “You three are so much fun.”

Kelvin grinned. “We try.”

Aaron grinned. “Naturally.”

Now, you were at the afterparty, and somehow, things had only gotten worse.

The venue was gorgeous —moody lighting, high ceilings, and a DJ spinning smooth, vibey tracks. Celebrities mingled, drinks flowed, and the air buzzed with post-premiere excitement.

And you? You were stuck between chaos and destruction.

Kelvin nudged you at the bar, grinning. “You trust me?”

You squinted. “Not at all.”

He gasped dramatically. “Wow. After everything?”

Aaron, standing way too close on your other side, scoffed. “You’re literally an agent of chaos.”

Kelvin put a hand over his heart. “That is so unfair. I am a wholesome individual.”

Aaron gave him a long, unimpressed stare.

Kelvin waved him off. “Whatever, y’all are boring. Let’s do shots.”

You sighed. “Kelvin—”

But it was too late. He was already ordering.

Aaron leaned in, voice low. “You know he’s gonna try to sabotage you, right?”

You smirked. “Obviously.”

Aaron tilted his head slightly, like he was assessing you. Then he grinned. “Think you can outplay him?”

Your smirk widened. “Watch me.”

Kelvin returned with three shots. One for him. One for you. One for Aaron.

Except you knew better.

So when Kelvin handed you your glass, you didn’t drink it. Instead, you slid it across the bar and swapped it with his.

Kelvin blinked. “Wait—”

Too late. You knocked it back smoothly.

Kelvin gasped. “YOU SNAKE.”

Aaron let out a low chuckle, watching. “That was smooth.”

You shrugged, pretending to examine your nails. “Some of us have survival skills.”

Kelvin was stunned. “I—I can’t believe this. I was gonna betray you, and you betrayed me first.”

Aaron smirked. “Outplayed.”

Kelvin groaned. “I need new friends.”

After drinks, the energy shifted. The music picked up, the lights dimmed, and people started moving toward the dance floor.

And somehow, you ended up there too.

At first, it was just you and Kelvin, goofing off and hyping each other up. But then, Aaron appeared.

And that’s when things got… interesting.

Kelvin twirled you dramatically. “You are the moment.”

You laughed. “Obviously.”

But then you turned—and Aaron was right there. And when you say right there, you mean right there.

He smirked slightly. “Having fun?”

Your breath caught. Maybe it was the dim lights. Maybe it was the cocky way he was watching you. Or maybe it was just Aaron Pierre being Aaron Pierre.

Either way, you felt a shift.

Kelvin immediately clocked it.

“Ohhh, this is spicy,” he muttered, stepping back. “Lemme just…”

And then he was gone.

You barely had time to react before Aaron leaned in slightly. Not touching you—just close enough to feel it.

“You still think I’m not in the running?” he murmured.

Your heart slammed against your ribs.

But you weren’t going down easy.

So you smiled sweetly, tilting your head. “Are you applying?”

Aaron chuckled. Low. Deep. Dangerous.

“You tell me.”

And just like that—

You were in trouble. Because Aaron Pierre wasn’t just flirting anymore. No, this was different.

He wasn’t cracking jokes. He wasn’t throwing playful jabs.

He was looking at you like he had already won.

And you?

You weren’t sure if you were about to fight or fold.

The tension was too much, so you did the only logical thing (at least to you)— you turned on your heel and walked away.

Kelvin reappeared immediately. “Ohhh, you’re running.”

You scoffed. “I am not running.”

Kelvin smirked. “Then why are you speed-walking like you just saw your ex?”

You opened your mouth—then shut it, because damn it, he was right.

Kelvin grinned. “Just admit it. You’re scared.”

You huffed. “Of what?”

Kelvin pointed. “Him.”

And when you turned—

Aaron was right there.

You swore he had teleportation powers because how the hell did he move that fast?

Kelvin held up his hands. “Welp. My work here is done.”

And then that traitor left.

Aaron was too calm. Too relaxed. Like he knew something you didn’t.

“You ran,” he said simply.

You scoffed. “I walked.”

He tilted his head. “Fast.”

You crossed your arms. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Aaron chuckled, shaking his head. Then, before you could react, he took a step closer—just enough that the noise of the party faded into the background.

“You gonna keep dodging?” he murmured.

Your throat went dry.

You had two options:

1) Keep pretending nothing was happening.

2) Acknowledge the very obvious tension.

Unfortunately for you, Aaron wasn’t giving you the first option anymore.

So you lifted your chin. “You’re feeling bold tonight.”

Aaron hummed. “And?”

You narrowed your eyes. “And… what do you want?”

Aaron leaned in slightly, voice low and deliberate.

“An answer.”

Your breath hitched. “To what?”

Aaron’s gaze dropped to your lips. Just for a second. But you noticed.

And suddenly, the entire world felt too small.

You were seconds from saying something reckless. From maybe making a choice you couldn’t take back.

And then—

“YO, SHOTS ROUND TWO?”

Kelvin barreled back into the moment like an agent of destruction.

You and Aaron immediately stepped apart.

Kelvin frowned. “Oh. Did I interrupt something?”

Aaron sighed, rubbing his jaw. “Yes, Kelvin.”

Kelvin blinked. “Oh. My bad.”

Beat.

“…So that’s a no on the shots?”

You groaned. Aaron looked to the sky for patience. And Kelvin? Kelvin just grinned.

Because one way or another—

This wasn’t over.

Kelvin had horrible timing.

Because the second he popped up, whatever was about to happen between you and Aaron got cut short.

And Aaron? Oh, he was not happy about it.

Kelvin was still standing there, blinking between the two of you like an oblivious menace.

Aaron sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Kelvin.”

Kelvin grinned. “Yes, my dear friend?”

Aaron gave him a look. The kind that said leave.

Kelvin gasped dramatically. “Oh, am I in the way?”

You groaned. “Kelvin—”

Kelvin clapped his hands. “WELL. Y’all have fun. I’m gonna—” He gestured vaguely toward the bar. “Yeah.”

And then he disappeared again. Which left you and Aaron… alone.

Again.

Aaron exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “I swear to God, that man’s a walking interruption.”

You smirked. “It’s his love language.”

Aaron chuckled, but there was something else in his expression. Something unresolved. Something determined. And then—before you could even process it— Aaron grabbed your hand and started walking.

You barely had time to react as Aaron led you through the crowd, weaving past oblivious partygoers until you were in a quieter corner of the venue.

The music was still loud, but the crowd had thinned, giving you at least a little space.

And then—

Aaron turned to face you. And you knew. This wasn’t a joke. This wasn’t a bit.

This was real.

“Aaron—”

“I’m not letting you dodge this time,” he said, voice low and firm.

You swallowed.

The way he was looking at you? Way too intense.

And yet—you didn’t move.

Didn’t pull away.

Didn’t try to escape this time.

Aaron tilted his head slightly, his gaze dropping just for a second.

“You gonna keep running?”

You inhaled sharply. “I never ran.”

Aaron smirked. “Mmm. You sure?”

Your pulse was going crazy. But you weren’t backing down.

So you tilted your chin up, giving him your best smirk. “You’re awfully confident.”

Aaron hummed. “I have a reason to be.”

You raised a brow. “Oh?”

And then—

He took one more step closer.

Your breath caught.

Because now?

There was no space left.

Aaron watched you carefully, like he was waiting.

Waiting for you to push him away.

Waiting for you to say no.

But you didn’t. You couldn’t.

So he leaned in—

Slow. Deliberate. Giving you time to stop him.

And when you didn’t—

He kissed you.

And the whole world stopped.

It was just you and Aaron Pierre. And damn.The man could kiss.

Warm, slow, intentional. Like he knew exactly what he was doing.

Like he’d been waiting for this.

Like he wasn’t in a rush—because he had all the time in the world.

By the time you pulled back, you were breathless. You blinked up at him, still catching up.

Aaron just smirked. “Still think I’m not in the running?”

You exhaled a shaky breath. “Shut up.”

Aaron chuckled, brushing his thumb over your jaw. “Nah. I like hearing you admit it.”

You groaned. “I hate you.”

Aaron grinned. “No, you don’t.”

And the worst part?

He was absolutely right.

From across the room Kelvin spotted you two. Saw the kiss. Saw the way you were still standing way too close. And his eyes went wide.

“Oh, HELL YEAH.”

The entire party was about to hear about this.

But right now? You didn’t care.

Because Aaron Pierre had made his move. And you were all in for it.

A/n: How tight me and bro locked in

This is lowkey a mini series 😼

"The moon cuts a path. Through the sky. By night or by day. It doesn't obey. And neither do I!"

Shout out to Shah Rukh Khan fans #King

For anyone who is reading and interested in booking a reading 🖤.

If you have watched Mufasa(2024) or even the classic 90’s movie, walk with me my child.

You ever meet someone who doesn’t need to say they’re in charge?everyone just knows? That’s King energy. But it’s not always about power or crowns. Sometimes it’s the quiet authority, the I said what I said energy that doesn’t need backup.

My  King sits in the 1st house (Leo‑rising vibes, hello) so I feel it: people notice the aura, the stance, the way you don’t have to explain your presence.

But King‑energy doesn’t stop with the first house.

Mufasa on the ridge: calm, grounded, undeniable authority. That’s King when it’s aligned wisdom in action, presence that commands respect.

Scar: clever, ambitious, a little chaotic. King here is the cautionary tale of what happens when power is used for ego or manipulation.

Kiros: the white lion bent on revenge, declaring “There will be one ruler, one Lion King.” He hunts pride after pride, his hunger for dominance becomes his downfall. King reminds us every throne carries responsibility and not just dominion.

King in any chart shows where you naturally hold power, where your personal sovereignty is strongest.

In the 1st house, it’s all about the self, your persona and how others perceive you.

In the 2nd house, King rules your values, resources and material security. You set the standards for what’s worthy in your life and you don’t compromise easily.

In the 3rd house, the throne moves to communication and intellect; your words carry weight, your ideas influence and your voice becomes a declaration.

The 4th house places King in the home and family, your legacy and foundations. Here, leadership is quiet, generational, rooted in tradition or personal heritage.

The 5th house makes you the star, the one whose creativity, play or romance sets the tone.

In the 6th house, King governs daily life, routines, and the service you provide. Even the ordinary becomes under your command.

In the 7th house, King energy is expressed in relationships and partnerships. You either find a co‑ruler or learn how to balance authority with collaboration.

The 8th house brings power over shared resources, transformation and deep psychological currents. King here can manifest as intense control or mastery over the unseen.

The 9th house expands your kingdom to belief systems, higher learning and travel. You claim authority in your philosophies and teachings.

The 10th house puts King on public display through career, reputation and social standing.

The 11th house positions you as a leader within your community, the one others look to for direction and inspiration.

The 12th house is the hidden throne, ruling the subconscious, intuition, and unseen influence. Power here is subtle, internal and often transformational.

Think of King energy through the lens of characters from Mufasa: The Lion King (2024).

Mufasa embodies the ideal King: calm, grounded and authoritative without arrogance. He rules the pride with integrity and his presence alone commands respect.

Scar shows the darker side: clever, manipulative and ambitious for its own sake. King here is the warning, power without wisdom leads to chaos.

Kiros, the white lion, represents hunger, vengeance and the desire to dominate everything in his path.

He reminds us that unchecked ambition and desire for control can become destructive.

King energy teaches the lesson: every throne carries responsibility and every claim to power comes with a choice of how it’s used.

Your King placement shows where you naturally shine and where lessons of authority, leadership and sovereignty unfold. You can embody Mufasa’s wisdom, Scar’s cunning or Kiros’ hunger but the real mastery is understanding when to assert your throne, when to step back and when to guide others with integrity.

And Shili

And Kiros (Kinda)

Classy Kiros

fanart of @australet789 's Kiros, i had sooo much fun making a big boy like him. it was also reference practice as i first blocked out a picute of a lion prowling and then started doing it without looking to see how close i'd gotten to the pose, over all very happy with the experiment :)

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