I am ash, It's so nice to meet you!!
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"Do you see that incredible world out there? So vast, so breathtaking... that is my imagination, the source of my power."

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@ashamii
I am ash, It's so nice to meet you!!
20| she/her| infp| beginner writer| always open for requests and yapping!.
"Do you see that incredible world out there? So vast, so breathtaking... that is my imagination, the source of my power."
“Sylus,” you shifted in his lap to face him, his brows lifted, lips stretching into a smile.
“Kitten?”
You slowly traced the line of his jaw with your thumb, the skin there was smooth from a recent shave. You still hadn’t spoke, just took in each detail your eyes could reach. The bridge of his nose, the lines where his eyebrows furrow and the silvery-white hair that framed them. Beautiful pieces of your lover’s human puzzle.
“I love being here. With you.” Your voice was quiet, but there was no denying the weight of the words that filled the intimate space between you.
“There’s no place I’d rather be, really. I…don’t think I’ve understood warmth until I felt it from your embrace.” You slid your hand into his to feel the warmth you described, it radiated beneath your skin like liquid fire, wrapped around you like it belonged.
“Sweetie…,” Sylus began, your voice broke in to gently interrupt him.
“Do you understand how much I adore you? How long you had to endure wearing the facade of a monster, when you’re the most gentle man I’ve ever met?”
His gaze faltered then, flickering down to your intertwined hands, this thumb idly drawing circles against your skin.
“May I ask what brought this on? These…thoughts. Praises…”
Your body fully settled into him, legs draped over his thighs, head resting on his chest. His heartbeat fluttered wildly, its sound pounding like a drum against your ear. Tracing the veins on his wrist, you hummed thoughtfully.
“I’ve felt this way for a while, now. But..I realized I never really expressed that and I should have sooner.”
The path that led you to these thoughts was one made of gravel. Your reunion with Sylus wasn’t exactly heartwarming, but like a neglected garden, your love needed plenty of water, sunshine and enriched soil to grow again.
And what bloomed was beautiful. Deep, red-black datura rooted themselves in your heart. Those roots sutured the gaps that his thorns had left before. Now, all you knew was the softness of his petals.
Sylus, the man with a floral scented soul, was speechless for the first time. After a moment, his arms tightened around you and he pulled you closer.
“I’m not used to being without a response when you speak,” he murmured before pressing a kiss into your hair. “As long as you know how I feel, that’s enough for me,” you replied.
“Thank you.”
“Your patience and acceptance…the kind words I often feel I don’t deserve, mean the world to me.”
Sylus cradled your face in his hands, he saw every version of you as he admired your features. He would remember them from each lifetime you had spent together, but this current one was growing to be his favorite.
One where your trust was earned, your touch softened and love honest.
“I love you for you, Sylus. Even the rough parts.”
An unfamiliar sensation washed over him, a mixture of warmth and relief. For the first time his eyes stung with tears and for once he let them fall.
“And I love you, in every universe. No amount of space, time or separation will ever change that.”
His kiss was gentle, reverent, maybe even thankful. This moment alone, with you curled into his frame, voices just above a whisper, was the best gift he could have ever asked for.
***
a/n: something sweet for Sylus since his birthday is approaching. I love my sweet dragon. 💛
Thank you for reading. Comments, reblogs and likes are welcome and appreciated. Please do not repost, plagiarize or feed into ai.
ᝰ.ᐟSoft Dominant things they do that just make you melt.
⋆.✏ ̊Based on an anonymous ask i had gotten previously about a reader who only responds to soft and gentle commands. (sorry i probably lost the orginal question)
He always phrases his words in a way that isn't demanding, never a "eat lunch" always a "let's eat lunch, yeah?".
Knows when your spine goes rigid and your speech stutters when someone around you is demanding and you refuse to function or act accordingly.
Your stubbornness doesn't anger him. He knows why it happens.
Instead of snapping, he simply gives a patient, steady look.
"Talk to me. Don't hide from me".
Lowers your walls and grounds you with slow breathing, warm hands, and quiet words—"I'm right here,".
someone talks to you sharply, he steps between you and them—not aggressively, but with a quiet force that shuts the other person up. Then he turns to you, voice always soft and grounding.
“You alright, sweetheart?”
When you’re overwhelmed, he tilts your chin up with two fingers to check in on you, to make sure you're okay.
"Too much?" he asks softly.
Never forces you to hurry up, let's you take your own pace with things. Gives you a task and walks away expecting and knowing you'd finish it at your own pace.
Always praises you and rewards you when you're done.
A head pat followed by, "good job, love" and a forehead kiss.
And when you feel patronized and babied, when you refuse to do something and accuse him of treating and talking to you like a child.
He simply shrugs, shoulders relaxed and says “I’m not," brushes your hair behind your ear. "I'm talking to you like someone who matters to me."
⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖
Idk if this deserves to be a 1k special (〒﹏〒) but I just finished my exams and I needed to post this.
My friend found my Tumblr so say heyy everyone (つ✧ω✧)つ
you invited sylus as a plus one to your friend’s wedding, and sylus, finding it as an opportunity to be presented as your arm candy, accepted it without further hesitation.
the wedding was beautiful. sylus hands you a handkerchief while you teared up witnessing your friend recite her vows, feeling emotional as you can hear the raw emotion of love seep into her words.
you loved love, and you loved seeing your friends experience love with their partners, you knew they deserved.
the reception came, it was no less beautiful than the wedding, and sylus could already see the way your gaze fixates on the decor, how your eyes linger on the color palettes and tableware.
he didn’t need his aether core to know that you were already imagining your own wedding.
in the middle of the reception, you stood up as the women in the venue gathered in the middle, the bride turning her back on the crowd as the gentleman watched from the sidelines.
it was time for the infamous bouquet toss.
sylus stands to the side, a relaxed smile on his face as he watches you stand by the side, not really drawing much attention to yourself.
you were giggling with the other guests and bridesmaids, pointing playfully at each other, as if predicting who was most likely to get the bouquet.
a countdown was held. the bride tossed it behind her shoulder, you and the crowd jumped to reach out for the bouquet.
only for the bouquet to awkwardly dangle on the chandelier.
sylus sees as you immediately step to the side, letting the guests jump and grab at the bouquet that was hanging by the ribbon.
you met sylus’ eye, and smiled.
you gave him a shrug; you were not about to fight over a bouquet. your pride wouldn’t let you.
sylus, however had another idea.
he places the wine glass he sported on the table behind him before he casually walks to where you stood.
a yelp escapes your lips. you find butt resting on sylus’s shoulder as he hoists you up, giving you a needed height boost.
the women were left shocked as he walked towards the chandelier, you immediately got the hint as you reached for the dangling bouquet with no difficulty.
he smirks, setting you down, planting a kiss on your temple before he steps back to where the other men watched with their jaws dropped. you couldn’t help the flustered giggle that leaves your lips as the women swarm over you, slapping your arm playfully while they whisper about your boyfriend.
turns out, you weren’t the only one imagining a wedding in your head. truthfully, sylus was already planning to propose whether or not you won the bouquet toss.
though, getting the blessing of tradition was definitely a welcomed plus.
inspired by that one tiktok i saw that went exactly like this <3 (just the reception bit)
suggesting an open relationship
with: zayne, caleb, sylus, rafayel, xavier
content: crack
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 ⋯ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑
He is sitting at the kitchen table when you walk in.
Not at his desk. Not at the window. Not somewhere inexplicably unusual the way he usually is—slumped against a wall, or inexplicably napping on the grass. Just at the table, hands folded, still as something carved from pale stone.
The door clicks shut behind you.
The elderly people at your apartment complex are interested in him.
It was late at night when you and Xavier finally returned with the smuggled protocores. It was raining heavily when you left the hotel with Xavier.
You were wearing a black dress and high heels, Xavier was wearing a simple black suit to match with you. he's not a fan of formal clothes, which is why his suit was disheveled. he loosened his tie and opened the first three buttons of his shirt, giving you a clear view of his chest.
When Xavier saw the heavy rain he took off his jacket. you were engrossed by the sight of him because he looked really handsome. You didn't even notice that he was giving you his jacket. Seeing that you weren't taking it, he went behind you to put it so you wouldn't get cold. “what?! Xavier you will get cold.” he chuckled softly at your concern before standing in front of you. “not if we run fast enough.”
Before you could get the meaning of his words, he immediately carried you princess style, one hand under your thighs and the other is at your shoulder.
He gave you a small smile before he started running under the rain.
It was a fun feeling making you giggle as you held onto him for dear life.
“you know you could just teleport?” you said loudly, while laughing. he laughed with you “but that wouldn't be fun, would it?”
The whole time he was running until he was standing in front of the building, you would have never expected to have so much fun by being carried in the rain. not only was it romantic but also refreshing.
“you can let go of me now” you said while giving him a kiss on the lips. he didn't show any sign of letting you go, though, because he continued walking inside the building.
Xavier was disappointed that your kiss was so short but sadly for him, before he could kiss you properly, He was interrupted.
An old voice spoke “oh? It's you two!, what are you doing this late? You youngsters should sleep early, back in my day 8 pm was-” the old man interrupted her rumbling “my dear, I'm sure no one cares about the old days. It looks like they were on a date like us but went back because of the rain”
“that's right” Xavier agreed immediately with no hesitation. you could see how he's glowing because your old neighbor was assuming you were on a date.
If I may, can I request smth funny with our lads? :3
So theres a recipe called " Marry me Chicken " and i couldnt help but think about Mc/ Non-Mc ( whichever really ) cooking a meal so good that the guys propose on the spot after tasting and gulping down the food. Xavier would be deadass on one knee begging us for our hand thanks to the bbq crispy chicken 🤣 begging with big stary eyes, would look like Puss in Boots lmfao
𐙚˙⋆.˚ mainfive! x gn!reader ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ fluff! ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ sfw! ꒰੭
𐙚˙⋆.˚ do not translate/copy/repost! ꒰੭
﹙♡﹚i loved this one, they deserve the best dishes, i love them so much ꒰˵ˊᯅˋ˵꒱ thanks for the request! Ꮚ ܸ ◞ . ◟𓂂꒱ ♡
Siren's song
Heavily Inspired by his anecdote 'siren's song'
Inspired by Evelyn and astra's dynamic zzz
“you're late today, i have been waiting for ages!” when you entered the room you found rafayel pacing back and forth, restless.
“my apologies, mister rafayel. detective louis met me earlier and wouldn't leave me alone, until i answered all of his questions.” you said solemnly.
It was rafayel's first performance at the verona opera, all eyes were on him, not just because of his voice; it was the death of mr. fallon at the opera that caused more people to talk about the performance. no one knows how he died. However rafayel is the prime suspect.
“sheesh, that man is persistent, Isn't he? But at least he's interesting” his tone was indifferent like he was talking about the weather.
You didn't understand how he's so calm about the situation...
you know rafayel well enough to be sure that he had nothing to do with that man's death, but you can't help but feel anxious.
Your spiraling thoughts were forgotten once he started talking “anywhoo, i need you to come with me first, i will be meeting aunt talia, after that we'll go shopping”
“shopping? I didn't take you for that type” you were being sarcastic but looking at him, you noticed his expression changing.
He looked outwardly cold and hard like relentless waves that's ready to drown you. “well, maybe you just don't know me at all.”
It felt eerie, scary even. But before you could react, his demeanor changed like nothing had happened, as if that unsettling feeling was all in your head.
“we need to start moving, otherwise she'll start lecturing me about keeping her waiting,” rafayel grabs his coat in one hand and turned me around with the other. “it'll get cold, keep it”
dragon!sylus x afab!pregnant!reader
calming myself down by thinking about how dragon!sylus would realise you're pregnant before you do. so he spends the next couple of days building you a very comfy nest and making sure that your cave is well-stocked with food and clean water.
you're quite confused because you've only ever known sylus to nest when he's pre-rut and he's fussing over you more than usual. which you don't mind in the slightest but you do wonder.
"is everything alright, sy?" you ask, curled up against his chest in the middle of the nice nest he's made. he's curled up around you, tail thumping happily as he nuzzles the top of your head.
"just fine, sweetie." he nuzzles in deeper. "just happy, that's all."
you blink. "okay..." you say, trailing off in favour of burrowing into the warmth of his chest. "this is nice."
sylus' content rumbles lull you into a good sleep.
when you eventually find out you're pregnant, you stare, deadpan, at a very smug sylus.
everything made sense.
"asshole," you grumble, allowing a purring sylus to scoop you up into his arms.
"your asshole," he chirps, tail thumping on the ground like the world's most joyful puppy.
Glimpse Of The Future
You and your partner get caught up in another wanderers protofield disturbance. Vision blurs, the scenery shifts, and despite the area looking familiar now, you're cautious. Careful as you move to peek around corners and try and spot any other disturbances after the fight.
That's when you see it. Or, more specifically, another version of him. And you. And--- little visions of you both.
Or-- how you and your lads man react to seeing a glimpse of your future together.
Notes: 4.5k total length, Fluff! A dash of angst, I gave them all children and named them, reader is called "mom". if any of the protofield/anomaly stuff is incorrect, no its not. + requests are open :D
Xavier and you were already on edge from the disturbance. The fight against the wanderer went fine, but when he moved to grab the protocore?
The world got fuzzy and it all blurred. Until you ended up here. In the hallway of your apartment building.
"...?" Both of you share a puzzled glance. Because yeah, you've ended up in foreign landscapes from strange anomalies before. But something so... familiar? It wasn't something either of you had seen before.
"...Hey, this one's your apartment." Xavier murmurs, pointing at the numbers on the door.
"...Oh, it is." Your eyes land on the wooden door. Tilt your head. The rest of the hallway looked unremarkable, but... "Is it... in here?"
Sharing another glance, he nods. "It wouldn't hurt to check. Maybe the wanderer was being friendly and saving us the trip back home."
"...That's unlikely."
★ — it's not me, it's you !
summary: in which you (jokingly) tell the lads boys that they're not your type.
ft. xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus & caleb
notes: established relationship (!!!!) for all of them bc it felt a little angsty to do it pre-relationship LOL, xavier is a little cutie, zayne is cocky, raf is strange, sylus is reader enabler no. 1, caleb is also...strange. no explicit mentions of gender!!! only tiiiiny suggestive mentions in sylus's texts (i need him can you tell), that's it (i think) ^^
p.s. any and all grammar or spelling mistakes are not my fault...i literally just work here...reader/mc is a taaaad bit mean but that's the nature of the prank i swear...these are all very silly and loving relationships...this is also based on a req by @wildest-dreams-at-midnight I HOPE YOU LIKE IT SNOWWWWWW ദ്ദി(。•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊ thanks for always being #thegoat
a/n: i actually had to try to make AND post this smau three (3) separate times because my power went out three (3) separate times so that is sooooo fun !!!! (spare me i can't make it a fourth i'm terrified as i write this...)(not rlly but yk)(anyway) ty for reading (- -)(_ _)
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You just loooove playing gacha games!
Sylus made peace a long time ago with the fact that you have gambling addiction,
It's not just any "gambling addiction"; you have gambling addiction towards male characters, It's not the first time were you've pulled an all nighter so you could 'grind'.
He did suggest that you can take his black card and top-up but you refused. Talking about how “the feeling of earning the character yourself is much better. Than getting it with money” he will never understand you.
Which is why he's currently sitting on the couch. Watching you play a quest while taking screenshots whenever your favorite character shows up.
“Sweetie, if you stayed all night sitting like a shrimp watching 'your man', you will get backpain and your eyes will hurt,” What caught your attention was his tone... was he mocking you?, You looked up from your phone and made eye contact with him. “what? Are you surprised that I'm concerned about you?” He raised his eyebrow clearly confused.
“sylus...are you upset?”
“I'm not upset.” Yeah, right. And you are a naked fish. His tone gave him away!. “there's no need to be jealous!”
“sweetie, I'm not jealousy. I simply care about your health.” You chuckled at him, before throwing your arms around his neck to give him all the attention that he clearly needed.
“It's okay, sylus. if you were a gacha character, you would be my favorite.”
pertinacious ft. xavier shen
xavier has never been so attached to his lover.
by morning, he clung to your hip, unyielding and refusing to release you from his knot of limbs. there were things to do today: laundry, tidying up the patio, running a few errands around Linkon that meant some time away from home. he figured following you around would do himself a solid, promising he'd commit to his share of chores after getting a fill of your attention.
and he was given…. all of it. he trailed behind you as you made your rounds around the apartment, held your hand at the grocery store, and even sat on the ground while you loaded the washing machine.
there wasn't a solvent that could dissolve the adhesive that glued him to you—or maybe you just weren't looking for one.
as of now, he's dead weight atop your mellow figure, sinking you into the leather couch. xavier has tucked his head under your chin, and you've settled a book on his back.
he had spoken very little throughout his term dogging you. the words he mumbles between applying kisses to your collarbone is the most he's voiced all day.
"Starlight.." he murmurs, sliding his cool hands beneath your back, seeking your warmth. "Do you love me?"
he peeks up at you, feeling the book flatten against his shoulder blade whilst your fingers find themselves tangling in his tousled hair, a singular strand sticking up at a strange angle.
xavier's about close to melting off the bone when you press your lips to his temple and whisper in kind.
"Very much."
love and cuddles
fluff! zayne comforting you when you have a bad day <3
everything went wrong today.
the printer broke down when you needed to print out one silly little sheet and you were shouted at in front of everyone, the coffee shop ran out of your favourite syrup and you walked into the glass wall in front of the whole office to see.
when you get home, you are greeted by deafening silence. you sigh, slipping off your shoes and head straight for the shower to relax. you put on your fluffy socks and pyjamas and bury yourself under the sheets as you put on some netflix to drown out your thoughts.
you hear the sound of the door opening and hear your boyfriend place his belongings down for the night. like you, he heads for the shower and soon comes out with his hair slightly damp.
“did you have a good day, my love?” he asks, quickly towel drying his hair.
you don’t even have the strength to tell him about your bad day, as tears well up in your eyes.
“would you like to talk about it, darling?” he sits down on the bed next to you, patiently waiting for your response. you shake your head no, pressing your lips together to stop the cries from your throat coming out.
“that’s perfectly okay too, darling. whatever you are comfortable with. what would you like to do?” you shuffle under the covers, opening your arms out.
zayne smiles, wrapping you up in a very much needed hug. “i’m sorry you had a bad day, my love.” you sniffle. “how about we get some sleep, hm?” you nod, and he places you against his chest.
his steady heartbeat and the quiet sound of his breathing brings you peace for the first time today. “i won’t be able to fix the day that you had, but i will be here for as long as you need, my love.”
he kisses the top of your head gently, and you soon find yourself drifting off in the warm embrace of your lover.
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this was definitely not written because of amia’s recent post!!
Sylus with wolf hybrid! Reader
Wolf hybrids are known for being predators and creatures of the night. everyone knows when to think twice before crossing your boundaries. Everyone, expect for one person that is.
Since your first meeting with sylus, he has made it his mission to annoy you. it's so easy all he needs to do is call you “kitten”
By all means, you never discriminate against other species, but that doesn't mean that he gets a free pass to call you A CAT. You don't even know if he genuinely thought that you're a cat when you two met or is he's just being an asshole.
“the moon is beautiful tonight,” he say. you two were standing on the balcony enjoying the breeze, and didn't even give his statement much thought. You simply agreed, never expecting him to continue with “Are you going to turn into a full kitten?”
The nerve of that man. He was smirking while you were baring your canines at him with your fluffy tail moving and puffing up with irritation.
Good morning, Love - Sylus X MC
─ .✦ established relationship, morning after, sleepy Sylus ─ .✦ word count: 1k
Your alarm barely rings when you hastily go and reach for it, switching it off before it can make any more noise and wake the man lying next to you.
It's still early in the morning; still dark outside the window when you free yourself from the warm embrace and the arms wrapped around your body protectively. Sylus is still fast asleep on the other side of the bed and probably won't be awake for a couple more hours, knowing his sleep schedule. He's snoring quietly, looking peaceful as ever as you observe him, a smile forming on your lips before you know it.