25 and depressed. 0 motivation. I don't usually prefer gacha games but LaDS has Sylus and Rafayel so I gotta.
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I really wouldn’t mind being suffocated by those humongous man tits 👍🏼
My Delulu Brain Working overtime due to the Crow Family!!!!
Ever wonder why the not so patient Sylus has the ability to tolerate the twin in their playful silly manner?
My theory is, that they are a lot stronger than they look and/or as nearly as strong as the boss of N109 Zone himself.
The twins are not afraid of Sylus. It feels like they are more afraid to upset or let Sylus down. They have this brotherly dynamic on them.
And with the given thoughts, My brain works up on a story where, Sylus needs to attend an important deal that he has to leave the pregnant you in the twins care.
Unfortunately, some stupid group thinks that getting revenge on Sylus by harming you is a great idea. Attacking Sylus residence with just you and the twins in it.
Unfortunately for them, they didn't think that the twins could take down a whole army on their own.
When the fight began, Luke made sure to get you out of the residence first, while Kieran sent Mephisto to warn Sylus of what's happening.
As soon as the fight is over the twins made their way to your hiding place all bruised and beaten but victorious.
As soon as they are sure you are alright, they collapse on the foot of your bed, resting while ensuring that no one will come close to you even if they are asleep.
When Sylus returns, he sees you playing with the twins hair while they sleep. With a smirk on his own lips, he walks towards you and the twins giving them an affectionate ruffle on the head and saying "You both did great"
Cozy Morning
✿ Sylus x fem!reader
✿ He's not much of a morning person, unless you're with him.
✿ pure fluff.
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The quiet weekend morning was something of a luxury for Sylus who was so used to being busy, running his faction and everything. Today, however, all he wished to do was stay cooped up in his hotel room and spend his morning idly lying on his back with you lying on his chest, your head tucked under his chin.
“Hey, Sy..?”
The sound of your voice broke the comfortable silence, and Sylus's gaze, previously focused on the ceiling, shifted down to look at you.
"Mmh? What is it, sweetie?"
You looked up at him, your cheek pressed against his chest as your soft eyes gazed into his filled with affection for the crimson eyed man. "I love you."
Sylus's gaze softened, filled with a tenderness he only showed to the woman in his arms. Hearing those words, he felt a flutter in his heart, and his hand immediately came to rest on the crown of your head, fingers gently running through your soft locks.
"Hm. I love you too." He responded, his gaze returning to the ceiling as he wrapped his strong arms around you. Giving you a gentle squeeze, enjoying the feeling of your body against his. "Anything else you wanted to say or were you just being clingy again?"
You chuckled softly, nuzzling your cheek against his chest as you let out a small sigh, your eyes slowly fluttering close in contentment. "Just wanna say I love you, that's all."
Sylus's lips tugged into a small smile at your admission, his fingers continuing to run through your hair, gently massaging your scalp. "Is that so?"
He shifted slightly so you were pulled flushed against him, one of his legs hooked over yours, effectively trapping you within his hold.
"You've been so clingy lately," He continued, his smirk evident in his voice. "Miss me that badly this weekend, hm?"
You chuckled at his words, wrapping an arm around his chest as you made yourself comfortable in his embrace. "Maybe I just like spending time with you."
You paused for a moment before adding, "Plus, you have the best chest to lie down on."
At your words, Sylus let out an amused scoff, his chest puffed proudly.
"Is that all I am to you now?" He joked, he tightened his hold on you, pulling you even closer against him, his large frame dwarfing your smaller one. "Just a body pillow to lie upon?"
You giggled at his words, snuggling playfully against him, a sly smile played upon your lips.
"Hmm, not just a body pillow," You teased, your fingers tracing a gentle path over his pecs. "You're also a personal heater, human shield, and extremely talented stress reliever."
Sylus chuckled, a low, amused rumble in his chest at your words. Your fingers tracing over his pecs sent a small shiver through him and he immediately took your hand in his, effectively ceasing your soft caresses.
"You're far too cheeky," He muttered, bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss against your knuckles. "One day your smartass mouth will land you in trouble, you know."
Your smirk widened at his words, your head tilting to the side as your sparkling gaze met his amused ones.
"But that's part of my charm," You replied, your tone teasing as you booped his nose playfully. "You wouldn't want me any other way, would you?"
Sylus's expression softened, his gaze drifting to the ceiling once more. He knew you were right, no matter how much your sass and back-talk annoyed him sometimes, he wouldn't have you any other way, ever.
"No, I suppose not," He admitted with a slight shrug, his fingers going back to idly playing with your hair, he gave you a gentle squeeze. "You can be quite a brat, though."
"A brat that you love," You teased back, sticking out your tongue at him. Shifting slightly in his embrace, you pressed your body more firmly against his, savoring the warmth of his body and the steady thump of his heartbeat against your ear. Your fingers resumed their gentle caresses over his chest, tracing invisible patterns on his skin.
Sylus rolled his eyes, the corners of his lips twitching upwards at your playful gesture.
"Unfortunately," He quipped, the word carrying a hint of affectionate amusement. His free hand came to rest on the curve of your hip, his thumb gently tracing circles over your skin through the fabric of your clothes.
The feel of you pressing against him, your cheek resting on his chest, your fingers tracing over his skin, all of it just made him want to cling to you a little tighter.
After a while of laying in each other's embrace, you and Sylus remained quiet. The room was filled with a comfortable silence, broken only by the sound of their breathing.
Sylus's fingers continued to idly run through your hair as he held you close against him, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over him. With a soft smile, he gently placed a kiss on the top of your head before closing his eyes and basking in the warmth of your presence.
As his lips gently pressed against your head, a small smile tugged at your lips. You snuggled even closer, feeling a sense of comfort and security in his arms.
You relaxed in his embrace, your own hand coming to rest on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart. Your eyes drifted shut as you savored the moment. The peaceful silence, the warmth of his body against yours, the soothing rhythm of his breaths. It was moments like these that you treasured the most.
Time seemed to stand still as they laid together in the serene room. The world outside their small sanctuary faded away. It was just the two of them, wrapped up in their own bubble of love and closeness.
i still can't get over these details. i need someone to ask me more about warrior! sylus or share their thoughts with me because i will combust at any moment if i don't LIKE ARE YOU GUYS SEEING THIS
Crashing in to yap about Warrior Sylus but oh my god, those screens you shared have me driven so feral. He appears to be even bigger in this new outfit and it is driving me insane. ALSO
The size of him has me gnawing at the bars of my enclosure HNGH.
[Don’t mind me also thinking about how deliciously veiny his 🍆 is so you feel each bump and curve against your insides when he puts it in 😵💫]
WARRIOR! SYLUS ON THE BRAIN ALL DAY EVERYDAY 🥴 i just know that he's packing at least seven or eight inches in those pants of his. three thick veins running from the base to his tip that always flushes the prettiest shade of red when he's hard and aching for you, two or three beads of precum always pooling there when he does tug down his pants and his cock slaps against his toned abdomen. he's hung — thick and girthy but long enough that you can practically feel him in your guts when he's fucking you. not to mention that those pants of his do little to nothing to hide his hard ons most of the time. i just know he gets turned on when the two of you are sparring — he purposely teases you or gets you fired up so you can fight back harder against him.
OUGHHH don't even get me started on how easy it is for him to manhandle you. sylus is far taller than you are, strong, faster, bigger. he pins you down with ease and sometimes just watching you huff and struggle has him leaking against his boxers. he flips and twists you however he pleases when he's fucking you, bending you till your back is in a pretty arch for him, or practically folding you in half and making you watch him give you every single delicious inch of his heavy cock. i'm unwell about warrior! sylus 😵💫
"Big Girls Cry Too"
The LADS Men walking in on you having a good cry after bottling everything up and that one bad day at work was the final straw. Look even the baddest bitches cry doesn’t change the fact that mc (all of us) is still the baddest.
Zayne
Zayne: Are you hurt?
MC: I'm just tired
Zayne: Did you not sleep well last night?
MC: Mentally Zayne im just.....I don't know
Zayne: Talk to me what’s troubling you?
MC: I can’t find the words
Zayne: Well then just say anything I'll piece it together as you go
MC: I just .... I feel so ..... but I can't .. and today was just ..... I don't know
Zayne: You're just overworking yourself to keep your mind off your grandma and Caleb but you want a break however you can't seem to catch one and today was the straw that broke the camels back?
MC: What are you a mind reader?
Zayne: No I'm an MC reader
He would sit with you and hold you in his arms while you were a blubbering mess.
Zayne: I'll stay right here for as long as you need
Rafayel
Rafayel: I told you to stop abandoning me for that place look what its done to you
MC: Not now Raf im tired
Rafayel: I know
MC: So stop making jokes
Rafayel: Do you want to talk about it?
MC: No
Rafayel: Do you want me to leave?
MC: *sniffles* No
Rafayel: Good I wasn’t going to *throws you over his shoulder*
MC: Where are we going?!
Rafayel: For a swim it always makes me feel better
MC: I just want to lay in bed
Rafayel: Trust me a dip in the water with me is like free therapy
MC: ….
Rafayel: You trust me?
MC: I trust you
Rafayel: Good I'll do anything to see those tears stop
MC: You’re too good to me
Rafayel: Next time you need to cry call me … I have two shoulders just for you
Xavier
Xavier: Who upset you?
MC: Everything
Xavier: I can’t fight everything
MC: Why not I’m tired of it all
Xavier: What’s going on?
MC: I just need a good cry from time to time
Xavier: How often is ‘time to time’
MC: …..twice a week
Xavier: Come here
MC: *lays on top of Xavier as he rubs your back*
Xavier: Feeling better?
MC: actually ….. yea …. Is this why you lay on me all the time?
Xavier: You’re like a human battery recharger … my personal charger
MC: Are you sad every time ?
Xavier: Not every time but sometimes
MC: Oh I never noticed
Xavier: That’s because being around you makes me happy
MC: Can I lay here for a while ….. please
Xavier: Will that make you happy?
MC: *sniffles & nods*
Xavier: I’ll be your human body pillow whenever you want
Sylus
Sylus: Are you crying?
MC: *sniffles* no
Sylus: You’re a terrible liar sweetie
MC: I had a tough day at work
Sylus: A tough day at work huh?
MC: ….yea
Sylus: Sweetie it’s okay to cry in front of me I know you’ve been bottling up your emotions
MC: You don’t know anything
Sylus: I know this will help *Starts giving you a scalp massage*
MC: You don’t know if it’s helping …… but don’t stop
Sylus: I didn’t plan to …. come here
Sylus takes a seat on the bed and moves you to straddle his lap. You lay your head on his shoulder while he continues to massage your scalp with one hand and rub your back with the other.
MC: Don’t you have work to do?
Sylus: You are always a top priority princess
bf sylus headcanons ♡︎
- he’s a biter, likes to bite your hand, cheek and fingers
- wears a ring with your name engraved on the inner part
- very serious about you
- likes when you wear heels bc he knows your feet are going to hurt later, which means he can carry you on one arm, holding your heels on the other
- he always buys you expensive things
- gets offended when you want something cheap
- pays for your nails and other maintenance things
- genuinely gets mad at you if he finds out you paid for yourself one day
- he loves it when youre holding his arm, or any of his fingers when walking out n about
- when it comes to you he gets cuteness aggression which results him in pinching your cheeks a little harder than he intends
- he’s obsessed with your face, when you’re talking he’s just deeply admiring you which makes him unconsciously pinch your lips
“???”
- gets really offended when you don’t give him attention
- despite his exterior he’s a softy
- always puts his hand on top of your head and ruffles your hair a bit
- you get annoyed and then he fixes up your hair for you
- gets very moody when you both get into an argument he makes it everyones problem ( luke and kieran suffer the most )
- luke and kieran literally have to beg you to talk to him
- when you makeup, hes quiet and his eyes soft, very glad that you aren’t upset with him anymore
- whenever you hangout he hands you a rose
- always puts his coat over your shoulder on chilly nights
- when hugging you he lifts you up a bit
- gets very lovey dovey when sleepy, multiple light forehead kisses and on your temple moving down to your eyes and cheeks
- puts your hand on his heart whenever you make him feel something
- always tags along when shopping and helps you pick and choose
- always makes you coffee/tea in the morning
overall he’s head over heals for you, if you asked him to kill for you he would, when it comes to you he’s a big softy, the way he looks at you and the way his eyes soften, confirms you are his moon, stars and universe.
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authors note: i had a lot of fun making this, hope it got you feeling a little smth (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)
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SYLUS CAME HOME‼️‼️
he’s so pretty. this card is pretty. everything about this card 💯
sylus is a girl dad, mainly looking from his newest card, he's defintely a girl dad.
just imagine waking up to find him gone from bed. you stretch and turn to get up- on your way to find him. walking along the halls of the mansion until you stop by the room of your daughter- sylus, boss of onichynus, braiding his daughters hair as she gigglea and tells him about what happened in class yesterday.
"hi momm!! look! papa braided my hair!!" the small girl twirls to let you see how pretty her new braids were.
you pick up your little angel, letting her sit idly in her arms as she continues where she last left off with her father off.
as you take a seat beside your husband on the silk cushions of luxury, your daughter now on your lap, holding her like how you would with a cat.
she laid down on both of your laps while intently hearing her out on why pink is better than beige.
"i'm afraid mommy has to disagree." she pouts at you. "whyyyy!! look, pink is better!" she gets up and grabs your arm with her little fingers. she put her small arm next to yours, comparing her light pink pjs to your beige nightgown.
"well, mommy looks better in beige." "no, pink!" "beige." "piiiink!!"
you continued to bicker playfully with your daughter, but you noticed in the edge of your view, a loving gaze from sylus.
"i think both colors are great, c'mon." he gave a little push from his fingers onto your daughter's back.
"fine, jus' cuz momma looks good in everything." she smiles. "you're even prettier." "no you are!'
here we go again. he's gonna get you pregnant again.
when he effortlessly picks us up with one hand.
he can throw me, manhandle me, toss me anytime
After 65 pulls, Sylus finally decided to give in and came home! I still refused to spend my money on these men, though hahaaaa.
Oh, so class isn't over yet. Then can I trouble you some more...Miss?
SYLUS AS YOUR HUSBAND ₊˚⊹
⭑.ᐟ fiance sylus! who'd let you spend on anything you want for the wedding. you'd choose the wedding venue, the DJ, the guest list, and all. only on 1 condition that you'd choose the grandest wedding dress imaginable. he wanted you to present yourself as the princess you truly are in his eyes. the money didn't matter to him, he did have to ask luke and kieran to pull some strings on some ends because of how grand this event is. in the end, he only added extra guards at the wedding because he had feared that dangerous people from the N109 would try to sabotage this joyous day for the two of you.
⭑.ᐟ husband sylus! who'd buy the most expensive suite in your dream hotel on the first night as husband and wife. he'd rip out all the excessive layers on your wedding dress and make love with you aggressively but still attentive to your needs. he'd still ask in between your "deed" of how you were doing. he'd treat you with utmost care after that. making sure you to treat you to extra cuddles and soft kisses all over your face.
⭑.ᐟ husband sylus! who'd cook you breakfast every morning. perfecting the art of making the softest, most flavorful omelettes because they were your favorite. He took pride in the fact that his omelettes were better than any Michelin-star chef’s, all because he wanted to bring you joy with every bite.
⭑.ᐟ husband sylus! who'd tease you slightly when you eventually bear his child. he'd tease about your gain in weight. but he never forgets about your needs. he'd never believe those stupid food rules that supposedly affects your child's personality. though he would obey every single order from the doctor and never misses any of your appointments. he always had time to accompany you to the doctor. he'd want the gender of the child to be a surprise though.
⭑.ᐟ husband sylus! who'd tear up the moment your child is born. he didn't care if his child would be a girl or a boy, but as soon as your daughter was born, he was overcome with joy. he'd kiss your forehead and praise your strength and bravery throughout the whole thing. he'd pray to the Gods for your survival though he isn't that religious (in my opinion haha).
⭑.ᐟ husband sylus! who'd show up to all of your daughters recitals and make sure that his daughter had the loudest crowd. he'd ask Luke and Kieran to bribe people to cheer on his daughter. when you weren't home, he'd secretly practice with his daughter for the upcoming recital (with the tutu and all).
PLEASE i also wanna be tossed and carried over his shoulder 🥹🥹
Good fucking bye I NEED TO BE RESURRECTED
Man I'm gonna need to retake all my ss again with landscape I can't wait sjdhdbfhdbf
hey there!! i was wondering if u could write a scenario in which sylus gets “cuteness aggression” from mc and showers her with kisses? kinda like how humans feel with their cats 😩 thank you <3
You couldn't do anything to escape Sylus right now. You weren't expecting to be practically grabbed when you walked through the door, thinking that he had more nefarious purposes for taking you by the arm like that. You didn't expect to be laid out on the bed so gently as he starts to pepper you in kisses, making little noises as he continues to shower you in affection.
Truthfully, he had missed you since you hadn't been able to visit him for a while, citing work and other responsibilities. The photos that you sent him were barely enough for him to be satisfied with, feeling all these pent up emotions for you whenever you mssaged him.
He keeps you pinned under him, wrists put over your head as he continues to kiss you all over. He's not even biting you, his kisses fleeting and sweet as he tells you to visit him more often in the future. You're barely able to get a word in at all with the ferocity of his attention, deciding instead to keep it in the back of your mind for future reference/blackmail.
not to be a pervert but imagine your fav fucking you so hard that you basically break, letting out cries as you orgasm and your hands frantically run over him as you feel your mind slip in the complete and utter euphoria? you come down but your brain is still foggy and they’re just over you, still not finished, as they’re petting your head and humming “you’re okay, shhh.. you’re okay baby, can you breathe? okay, goood… good..” and they’d slow their thrusts to ease your cries of sensitivity. you would try to focus on the color of their eyes, but it’s hard when they’re trying to roll back. they grin at your lack of sanity.
but not to be a pervert.
RAFAYEL IN CASUAL WEAR = BOYFRIEND CODED ♡
I love him sooooo much I got butterflies here omf imagine how he smells, him breathing gently behind you, his bracelet jingling as his hand wraps around you, his cute all black fit ahhhhh (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝)
Sylus would sometimes intentionally keep his hair messy while going out. It wouldn't be much maybe a cow lick or one of Mephisto's feather sticking out of his head. He knew it would bother you.
"I think you have a feather in your hair? Shouldn't you remove it before we head out?" You pointed out, trying your best not to be rude.
"Hmm fix it for me" he says bowing his head in front of you. But this cheeky crow intentionally didn't bend far enough. He enjoyed seeing you on your tippy toes with absolute concentration on your face.
"You know I can't reach you like this! Why are you so tall? For all I know you might be the descendant of a titan" you grumbled trying to pull him down.
Sylus leaned forward, his breath fanning over your face, his lips hovering over yours "is it that I am tall or that you are tiny, kitten?" His eyes sparked with mischief. Darting between your eyes and your lips. The slow caress of his hand on your back didn't go unnoticed either.
"I am not tiny. You are just a behemoth of a man. Now get lower and let me fix your hair" you tried to seem stern while fighting all those butterflies in your stomach and honestly you were losing.
He didn't say anything nor did he back away from you. He gracefully began dropping to his knees while keeping his eyes glued to yours. His hand slowly traveled from your back to settle on your hips and held on to you like a devotee praying
"You are the only one in this world who is able to order me around like this" he drawled seeming almost intoxicated just by the sight of you. You couldn't help but notice how his words seemed more like a confession than a statement. And that fact flooded your heart with warmth.
"And you wouldn't have it any other way" you said smiling and fixing his hair.
"And I wouldn't have it any other way" he repeated with absolute devotion and adoration in this eyes
⟢ pairing: sylus x reader
⟢ genre: fluff
⟢ wc: < 1k
⟢ a/n: im just a girl that loves fluffy pjs 🫶🏽
“I’m just going to put my pyjamas on, okay?”
As you disappear into his en suite bathroom. Sylus smirks. He wonders what you’ve chosen to wear out of the nightwear he bought specifically for you. Perhaps the black silk ones with lace trim and loose shorts. Or, maybe the pretty, pink babydoll nightie that barely covers your backside. You could’ve chosen the blood red shift that leaves very little to the imagination. Whichever one you choose to wear out of those he’s been keeping here for this very occasion, he’s sure you’ll look positively delectable.
After all, the man has money to burn, so why not spend it on his favourite little hunter?
A click sounds as the door to the bathroom opens and you step out, padding over to the unoccupied side of the bed. He looks up, a compliment waiting on his tongue, preparing to make you flustered and shy - only to stop in confusion.
“Sweetie…” he drawls slowly.
“Yes?”
“Where are your pyjamas?
“I’m wearing them!” you say with a smile, giving him a little spin to show off your sleepwear. The pants and top alike are a warm, caramel colour and they’re not silky or satiny at all - they’re fluffy. It’s like a teddy bear has waltzed out of his bathroom with not a single inch of soft skin on show. There’s a hood attached to the top that you flip up, revealing rounded ears stitched to the top. “Aren’t they cute? I got them on sale!”
“But darling, you didn’t need to bring pyjamas with you - everything you need is already here.”
“I know,” you pout. “But the stuff you got for me is so skimpy and thin - and it’s winter! I don’t wanna get cold.”
“I’m more than capable of keeping you warm.”
“And when I’m not in bed? What about when I decide to go downstairs for a drink or a late night snack and I freeze to death because I’m barely wearing anything, hm?” you point out.
Rolling his eyes, he tips his head back and groans. “God, you’re insufferable.”
Ignoring his comment, you skip over to the bed and hop on top of the duvet, crawling over to where he sits. You kneel beside him, poking his thigh when he ignores your obvious approach. “Sy.”
“...”
“Sylus!”
“What?” he hums, cracking an eye open to see a sweet little smile stretched across your pretty face that makes his heart stumble. Taking his hand, you place it on the fluffy fabric of your pyjamas, guiding it back and forth in a stroking motion. You watch his face for a reaction, his bored expression softening after a moment.
“See?” you murmur. “It’s nice, right?”
“I suppose it is.”
“And.” Swinging a leg over his hips, you move to straddle him. Large hands instantly move to your hips, squeezing gently as you tip forwards to lay on his chest, looping your arms around him with a giggle. “Now you have your very own teddy bear to cuddle.”
Sylus snorts, resignedly wrapping his arms around you, an amused smirk playing at his lips. “Do I, now?”
“Cutest teddy bear you’re ever gonna get!”
“I’ve never been too fond of bears,” he teases, brushing back a stray lock of hair. “I’ve always been partial to birds.”
“Sorry, they don’t make feathery pyjamas,” you say, scrunching your nose in distaste. “And even if they did, I am not dressing up like Mephisto.”
“I didn’t ask you to.”
“Still. Just throwing it out there.”
Humming thoughtfully, he runs hand up and down the length of your spine, not-so-secretly enjoying the way you feel under his palm. Soft, warm, all for him. “I suppose you are right, though.”
“Oh?”
In one fluid movement, he flips your positions so that you’re being pressed into the mattress, his large form shrouding yours. One hand easily pins your wrists over your head, the other dancing around the hem of your top, grazing the soft skin beneath. Leaning down, his whisper kisses your ear, making you shiver. “You are the cutest I will ever get.”