#qin che

[ancientpersacom]

Luke, Kerian and MC dragging Sylus into a minecraft game (he's never played), and having to carry him through early game until he gets the hang of it. The twins are desperately fending off creepers while MC is looking for ores in the caves and Sylus is standing in the starter shack trying to remember what the twins said he needed for a pickaxe.

[cottonhide]

c’mon chibilus pull me out of this huge artblock

[mystiqueaether]

The Boss of the Dark Point Secretly Dotes on His Cat!

——Sweet Daily Fluff

“Little Kitten Master? Queen Mimi?” “Meow~” At the sound of Sylus’s voice, I dart out from under the sofa at once, tail held high, padding over to rub his trouser leg. Staring at the little cat whose nose was dust-streaked, Sylus chuckles and lifts me into his arms. Unfazed by the dirt, he mimics my gesture, brushing his nose softly against my fluffy body. “How did you get yourself so filthy? Do you want a bath?” Turning into a cat had altered my instincts. I’d never feared water as a human, yet now terror surges through me the second the words leave his mouth. The fur on the nape of my neck bristles uncontrollably, and I kick out wildly with all four paws, desperate to scramble out of his embrace. But Sylus had seen this coming. He tugs me safely back, pinching my pink paw pad lightly between his fingers. “Running away? Get nice and clean, then I’ll hold you to sleep, alright?” I lie on my back in his arms, stretching a paw toward him to signal I already slept nestled against him every night. Having both once been animal-like beings, Sylus reads my mood effortlessly and shakes his head with a soft laugh. “The little dragon wouldn’t care to share a bed with a grimy kitty~” Sylus quickly mixes warm bathwater. Ignoring my wriggling protests, he lowers me gently into the basin. Contrary to my panicked imagination, there is no dreadful chill. Warm water cascades over my fur in gentle waves as he washes me. Savoring his tender movements, a contented purr rumbles deep in my throat. “Quite the pampered little thing, aren’t you, Kitty Boss~” My eyes fall half-shut. I tilt my cat’s head haughtily at the sight of him busying himself, even propping one hind leg over the other in smug satisfaction. Sylus bathes me with practiced ease. The thought crosses my mind that he must regularly sneak off to wash stray cats outside. I lift a paw and pat his close-in face, punishing this unfaithful man.

[i-chan-artz]

Finally have my booboos together 🥰🐺🦇💚❤️

[liddolbubbleinthesea]

cat!mc and vampire!sylus

where mc is a cat sylus picked up because it looked so disheveled and sad in the rain and he feels drawn to it

at first he finds mc annoying because cat!mc keeps ripping up his clothes and what not but mc is also the only creature not afraid of him. he grows quite amused with the fact that cat!mc is so tiny yet so fierce and courageous

he fully expects cat!mc to die quickly because he think’s it’s a normal cat and cats have short lifespans, even shorter than humans, compared to him. but then cat!mc sticks around for a longgggg time and he’s just like. “i think this cat is not normal”

[ancientpersacom]

He decided to match my sprout today

I’ve not really been logging in because of everything going on atm, but I wanted to take a peek at the glitches for myself so I dropped in quickly. All the shit going on at the moment sucks ass, but at least old man likes my sprout.

Also uhh,,, yesterdays glitch was,,,

Zayne… sweetheart that’s not how shelves work.

[markollart]

┈┈───╼⊳⊰𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓙𝓾𝓭𝓰𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽⊱⊲╾───┈┈

[goddesscodes222]

Bon Appétit

Sylus gives you redwing oral, with fluff~

Pairing: Sylus x fem!reader

Words: 1.2k

CW: blood kink, cunnilingus, MDNI

You were pretty sure there was a you-shaped dent in Sylus’ massive, plush couch at this point. Well, you made it plush with an ungodly amount of blankets, pillows, and prizes he won for you from claw machines - otherwise it was just regular black leather. 

If that weren't enough, one might think a raccoon lived here if they didn't know better: Sylus’ sleek, elegant room of dark-toned expensive furniture has been littered with used dishes, half-finished coloring pages, a discarded heating pad and an open pint of ice cream. 

Sylus took such good care of you, and so did the staff at his N109 zone penthouse. He said you could spend your day off here and relax while you're on your period, and Mephisto has acted as your personal messenger bird telling the chef everything you wanted today. It was truly a dream come true, making all your discomfort way more bearable. 

You reach over to turn off the TV because you're somehow overstimulated yet bored at the same time. All you could do was wait for your boss-man to come home now. Sighing, you slump back into the couch and turn towards a nearby window. Mephisto is perched there, and upon making eye contact he squawks at you in question.

“Is he on his way?” you ask.

Mephisto squawks again and promptly flies out of the room to investigate. A few minutes later, Sylus strides in with his trusty mechanical crow on his shoulder.

“You found him!~” you giggled, trying to get up before another cramp hit that brought you back down.

Sylus' alluring red eyes met yours and visibly softened with a reverence he only allowed you to see. He made his way over to you, heavy boots hitting the polished floor. “Kitten, how are you feeling?”

As he got closer, his lips twitched ever so slightly seeing the corner of your mouth. “You have some…ice cream on your lips.”

You feel embarrassed at first, going to wipe it away before suddenly smirking and wiggling your eyebrows, “You could lick it off me.~”

His chest rumbles with that dark, rich chuckle you love and he stoops down - his face inches from yours. “It's slightly…crusted" he observes nonchalantly.

You punch him in the arm and he laughs, scooping you up in a ball just so he can sit down and hold you against him. You curl into him, gently wrapping your hands around the nape of his neck to touch his hair. “How was work today?”

“Busy, and…draining,” he sighs, leaning into your touch. “How was your day today, sweetie?”

“Nice, relaxing, but I missed you.” you nuzzle into the crook of his neck, earning a pleased little sound from him. He presses a kiss to your neck, then your cheek, then the top of your head,

“I missed you too, kitten. I always miss you when you’re not by my side.”

You then capture his lips with yours, one hand cupping his cheek and the other in his hair. You maneuver yourself to straddle his hips, knees on either side of his muscular form. He chuckles, pulling away just enough to rasp into your ear teasingly, “Does this kitten need some play time?”

Another kiss confirms your answer. Soon his hands are worshipping your waist, your ass, your thighs. You moan into his mouth, sliding your tongue against his while greedily stroking his chest and abs. 

Suddenly, smokey ribbons of energy unfurl around you to lift you off him. He moves out from under you, places you back on the couch, and sits himself down on the floor to settle between your knees,

“...I want to eat it.”

Confused, you tilt your head to the side, “Eat what, baby?”

“That deliciously succulent pussy,” he says without hesitation and absolutely no waver in his gaze.

Blushing, you counter with, “But, what about my period…?”

He smirks, a finger drawing lazy circles on your inner thigh, “It hasn’t stopped us before.”

“Yeah, sex with your…thingy. Not with your mouth yet though!”

His face contorts into restrained amusement as he says incredulously, “My ‘thingy'?”

The blush on your face becomes a much deeper crimson as you stammer out, “You know what I mean! Isn’t…wouldn’t that be unsanitary or dangerous? And what if I smell bad?”

He shakes his head, stroking the backs of his fingers up and down your calves, “You smell amazing, and…have you forgotten?”

He drops his jaw slightly as he runs his tongue along a sharp canine, the ivory of it catching the light.

Your own jaw drops, but in a more dramatic way as it dawns on you, “Oh…duh! Oh my gosh…I mean, yeah sure.~ I bet it’ll feel really good, and it could ease some of this tension.”

He sits up straighter, moving closer to you, “Do you really want it, sweetie?” he asks to confirm.

“Yes.” you nod with a soft smile.

He purrs, slowly moving his hands up your thighs and hooking his fingers into your little lounge shorts with ease. He slides them along with your panties down past your knees, past your ankles. He casts them aside and pushes your knees apart, taking a deep breath.

“Ohhh, so good…”

He brings his nose closer, takes another greedy inhale, and licks a thick stripe from bottom to top with a flat tongue. Your eyes roll back as you allow your head to fall against the cushions behind you.

Sylus was always so masterful with his mouth. Licking, sucking, tasting - paying such close attention to your sounds and body language as feedback. He deliberately works on your folds, then your clit, then infuriatingly pulls back to your folds just as your toes are starting to curl.  

“Mmmm, you taste divine, my love…”

The tip of his tongue flicks your clit and you gasp, earning another dark chuckle from him.

“You smell–” he’s getting lost in you, “sweeter, more sacred, more captivating than anything else I’ve ever experienced in my long life.”

His mouth starts to move faster, lapping at the blood mixing with your arousal, swallowing all of you down. Your hands grip his hair, holding him to you as if he’d even want to pull away. One of his fangs catches on you and your breath hitches - not with pain, but with pleasure. He hums, continuing to indulge himself with his lips and tongue working in sinful tandem. 

Your breaths become shorter, chest rising and falling rapidly and fingers tightening their grip in his hair. His name is a prayer falling from your lips again and again as he drinks your essence. Your inner velvety walls start to flutter, your knees resisting the urge to close around his head. 

Feeling you twitch, he holds your thighs open with strong hands. He knew you were getting close. He’s relentless - licking, flicking, drinking and grazing you with his teeth.

“Sylus, I’m gonna–”

“Give it to me, kitten.”

Stars burst across your vision as you toppled over the edge, crying out. 

Your breaths slow and your sounds soften as he slows and softens his movements, helping you ride out your orgasm. You smile, completely blissed-out. He looks up at you, licking his lips and revealing his sharp canines again before swiftly engulfing you in his arms.

He pulls you back against him, laying down across the couch. You sigh, getting comfortable in his embrace, and a peaceful sleep is the next thing that engulfs you.

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A/N: cupcakKe said it best, “You still eat it while I'm bleeding, that's my vampire!” 😏

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