no one cares but i think after august i plan to go on an indefinite hiatus orrr just quit in general :3
i still have a few wips i wanna finish up and some asks to answer cuz i at least want to leave with a few things cus i just feel like this account isnât really complete⌠in a way. or maybe i just never felt like i had fun here.
plus i know i havenât been able to be on here too much ever since the year started, or even wrote consistently for that matter, but i just feel so empty with lads and writing, it really was just a phase đš. iâm not even sure if it will ever come back, im keen to staying hyperfixated on a few things and letting it be an on and off thing so i wont be surprised if i do just come back a week later đš but even then, i canât really see myself doing that either, especially with how things are going in the game & fandom.
this, however, doesnât mean iâm deleting/deactivating, iâll still be somewhat active as a reader but not as a writer, so i donât think ill be talking or posting much đľâđŤ i hope u understand and iluv all of u whoâs been w me in this journey <3
ooo devil sounds hot đ or like incubus!sylus hehe⌠but iâm not really well researched into priest stuff so idk if it interests me that much :( however iâve seen fanart and it looks sexy!!
hiiii!! Iâve loved ur work ever since Iâve became a Sylus main a year and a half ago! any thoughts/concepts on pleasure dom sylus ?? I feel like since heâs already a big eater himself being a pleasure dom suits him so wellđ
hii i luv ur username and thank uu!! also pleasure dom Sylus is hot and thags so him he would obviously want to pleasure u before himself and the thought of it is rlly hot⌠like imagine him jsut eating yuo out and having to rush somewhere but heâs got like a raging boner omg đšđš i would luv to deal with it later too hehe yes perfect đ
cw. kinda condescending sylus ?? (except he sounds a lil nice in this)
It wasnât like you were completely oblivious on how to do certain things. At first, you were pretty inexperienced and only relied on Sylusâs help with stuff you didnât know how to do.
But as time passed, you were slowly beginning to learn on your own. And Sylusâs help was only something you rarely needed.
Except for one thing that was difficult for you to master.
Ever since youâve met Sylus, you were rarely satisfied with touching yourself. It wasnât like it was completely impossible, but you never felt fulfilled when you finished.
âSylusââ
âRelax, sweetie.â He mumbled, leaning forward just inches away from you while his hand lingered on the fabric of your shorts. He twirled the string between his fingers, being awfullyâpoorly slow.
That only made you even more eager.
Without thinking, your fingers wrap around his wrists as you try to control him at a quicker pace; when he notices, though, a sly smirk creeped up his lips.
âGreedy.â
âPlease Sylus, I- I had a long day-â
That sentence only made his movements stop and he pondered for a moment. The fingers that were once, just mere inches away from slipping under your shorts, were now slowly slipping away in seconds.
You purse your lips, waiting for his next moves but when he presses his lips against your temple, slowly trailing warm kisses along your face, eventually stopping at the corner of your mouth, you wince.
A whisper of his name left your lips at that very moment, your legs twitch ever so slightly and you were just itching to just grab his hand again. But you hold back, gripping the sheets andâ
âYou think you could do it yourself this time?â
The question made you freeze. He didnât ask it in a normal manner, there was a sarcastic almost mocking tone laced in his voice, and you couldnât help but scoff.
âI.. I donât think itâll feel good.â You reason.
Sylus raises an eyebrow and inches back to see if there was any hint of you lying. Because he knows you too well to know that it wonât not feel good. But your expression was just too hard to read this time.
âAlright,â Sylus skipped his gaze down to your fingers, which were already playing with the strings of your shorts, before biting the inside of his cheek in anticipation. âAre you sure you donât want to give it a try?â
âWhat if-â
âIf you canât do it then I'm here, yeah? Just give me the signal.â
You couldnât deny it anymore. As much as you wanted itâwanted his fingers, the needy sensation bubbling inside you, almost making you throw up was getting unbearable.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you start rushing. Like he said, if you couldnât do it, then he would be there to help. Simple. All you had to do was do a sloppy job, act like youâre struggling andâ
âSlow down.â
Despite the warning you were already too much in a haze to properly listen. It was like if he told you something horrible, his voice already sounded like he was saying something so sweet.
âRestless girl.â He chuckled.
Embarrassing as it was, you couldnât help yourself to snap back at the remarks; your fingers were already shaking, lazily rubbing small circles against your clit, causing you to twitch.
Your middle finger glides against your slick folds, leisurely rolling in an unrhythmic manner, the more you started moving, the less you felt like you were enjoying this.
Every stroke left your wrist aching more and more, all you wanted to do was to finish, or let Sylus take over, just anything to help you feel better than youâ
âhck- Sylus, I canât!â
âYou can,â He murmured. âRelax, sweetie. Don't focus on anything else, besides me.â
When he notices your eagerness rising, he only sighs. âBreathe. Slow down your pace.â
You whine, bucking your hips desperately for any chance he could read into your actions, just hoping that he would feed into your unfulfilled desire. But when Sylus doesnât do anything immediately and instead adjusts himself, continuing to watch you while staring down with a stare that could killâyou were already too pent up to counter back.
Your fingers eventually curl, deepening inside you while you thrust at an unrhythmic pace, making your fingers wet with every stroke, the sounds of your digits pumping you every second filled the room, your moans and whimpers leaving your lips like a love song.
âPathetic.â
You swallow hard when he creeped closer. Finally! Finally he was able to help!
âThis is all youâre able to do, sweetie?â
When he placed his hand on yours, practically caging it so youâre unable to escape, you knew you were fucked. Instead of using his own fingers however, he instead was guiding you into a smoother tempo that he would use on you.
And yet, it still didnât feel right.
It didnât feel the same.
âLook how fast you were going, it was like you were doing it on purposeâwanted to finish quickly on purpose.â
You bite your lip when the grip on your wrists tighten and he starts moving your hand back and forth. You didnât know if it was a placebo effect or something but you swore there was a change when he was the one guiding you.
âNow relax. You were thinking of me during it, right?â
You nod.
âMmh, alright, keep thinking of me, think of my fingers.â
As your hand continues moving, you slowly begin to feel better. His voice, that was once pestering you with annoying words, was shifting into a sweeter, more melodic tone the more he spoke. âIt seems it is quite different for everyone.â
âAnd itâs better when you do itâŚâ You grumble, sinking your head into his shoulder, shuddering when you feel his fingers trail against your palm, cascading lower and lower until his fingers were exactly where yours were.
âPoor thing,â He grins, applying a little pressure to your fingers before leaning in and planting kisses across your face.
âLooks like I have more to teach you, then.â
a/n. sort of a remake of an old fic (i ddint know how else to title it so itâs gna be bunz if u search the other one (plz dont)) also I dont think he was really teaching cuz i got embarrassed halfway thru đ
cw. kinda condescending sylus ?? (except he sounds a lil nice in this)
It wasnât like you were completely oblivious on how to do certain things. At first, you were pretty inexperienced and only relied on Sylusâs help with stuff you didnât know how to do.
But as time passed, you were slowly beginning to learn on your own. And Sylusâs help was only something you rarely needed.
Except for one thing that was difficult for you to master.
Ever since youâve met Sylus, you were rarely satisfied with touching yourself. It wasnât like it was completely impossible, but you never felt fulfilled when you finished.
âSylusââ
âRelax, sweetie.â He mumbled, leaning forward just inches away from you while his hand lingered on the fabric of your shorts. He twirled the string between his fingers, being awfullyâpoorly slow.
That only made you even more eager.
Without thinking, your fingers wrap around his wrists as you try to control him at a quicker pace; when he notices, though, a sly smirk creeped up his lips.
âGreedy.â
âPlease Sylus, I- I had a long day-â
That sentence only made his movements stop and he pondered for a moment. The fingers that were once, just mere inches away from slipping under your shorts, were now slowly slipping away in seconds.
You purse your lips, waiting for his next moves but when he presses his lips against your temple, slowly trailing warm kisses along your face, eventually stopping at the corner of your mouth, you wince.
A whisper of his name left your lips at that very moment, your legs twitch ever so slightly and you were just itching to just grab his hand again. But you hold back, gripping the sheets andâ
âYou think you could do it yourself this time?â
The question made you freeze. He didnât ask it in a normal manner, there was a sarcastic almost mocking tone laced in his voice, and you couldnât help but scoff.
âI.. I donât think itâll feel good.â You reason.
Sylus raises an eyebrow and inches back to see if there was any hint of you lying. Because he knows you too well to know that it wonât not feel good. But your expression was just too hard to read this time.
âAlright,â Sylus skipped his gaze down to your fingers, which were already playing with the strings of your shorts, before biting the inside of his cheek in anticipation. âAre you sure you donât want to give it a try?â
âWhat if-â
âIf you canât do it then I'm here, yeah? Just give me the signal.â
You couldnât deny it anymore. As much as you wanted itâwanted his fingers, the needy sensation bubbling inside you, almost making you throw up was getting unbearable.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you start rushing. Like he said, if you couldnât do it, then he would be there to help. Simple. All you had to do was do a sloppy job, act like youâre struggling andâ
âSlow down.â
Despite the warning you were already too much in a haze to properly listen. It was like if he told you something horrible, his voice already sounded like he was saying something so sweet.
âRestless girl.â He chuckled.
Embarrassing as it was, you couldnât help yourself to snap back at the remarks; your fingers were already shaking, lazily rubbing small circles against your clit, causing you to twitch.
Your middle finger glides against your slick folds, leisurely rolling in an unrhythmic manner, the more you started moving, the less you felt like you were enjoying this.
Every stroke left your wrist aching more and more, all you wanted to do was to finish, or let Sylus take over, just anything to help you feel better than youâ
âhck- Sylus, I canât!â
âYou can,â He murmured. âRelax, sweetie. Don't focus on anything else, besides me.â
When he notices your eagerness rising, he only sighs. âBreathe. Slow down your pace.â
You whine, bucking your hips desperately for any chance he could read into your actions, just hoping that he would feed into your unfulfilled desire. But when Sylus doesnât do anything immediately and instead adjusts himself, continuing to watch you while staring down with a stare that could killâyou were already too pent up to counter back.
Your fingers eventually curl, deepening inside you while you thrust at an unrhythmic pace, making your fingers wet with every stroke, the sounds of your digits pumping you every second filled the room, your moans and whimpers leaving your lips like a love song.
âPathetic.â
You swallow hard when he creeped closer. Finally! Finally he was able to help!
âThis is all youâre able to do, sweetie?â
When he placed his hand on yours, practically caging it so youâre unable to escape, you knew you were fucked. Instead of using his own fingers however, he instead was guiding you into a smoother tempo that he would use on you.
And yet, it still didnât feel right.
It didnât feel the same.
âLook how fast you were going, it was like you were doing it on purposeâwanted to finish quickly on purpose.â
You bite your lip when the grip on your wrists tighten and he starts moving your hand back and forth. You didnât know if it was a placebo effect or something but you swore there was a change when he was the one guiding you.
âNow relax. You were thinking of me during it, right?â
You nod.
âMmh, alright, keep thinking of me, think of my fingers.â
As your hand continues moving, you slowly begin to feel better. His voice, that was once pestering you with annoying words, was shifting into a sweeter, more melodic tone the more he spoke. âIt seems it is quite different for everyone.â
âAnd itâs better when you do itâŚâ You grumble, sinking your head into his shoulder, shuddering when you feel his fingers trail against your palm, cascading lower and lower until his fingers were exactly where yours were.
âPoor thing,â He grins, applying a little pressure to your fingers before leaning in and planting kisses across your face.
âLooks like I have more to teach you, then.â
a/n. sort of a remake of an old fic (i ddint know how else to title it so itâs gna be bunz if u search the other one (plz dont)) also I dont think he was really teaching cuz i got embarrassed halfway thru đ
You're like the only major blog I follow that hasn't fully switched up and gone full Valko and I just wanna let you know I really appreciate that cause I really don't like that guy and it feels like me and that other anon are the only ones and now my whole tumblr is basically the blocked tag cause everyone is posting about him đ I know he's growing on you but I appreciate you still love Sylus more
LMAO donât worry iâm never switching up, sylus is literally my number 1, that man saved me thru everything (as corny as it sounds he did, ok.) and leaving him would feel crazy n not myself đđ
and iâm not denying that valko is realll cute i mean im so curious about him too i just wldnt go out of my way to main/write for him đ im lowkey excited for his cards lol
ALSO RIGHT WHY ARE THRY FCUKING TAGGING VALKO IN MY SYLUS TAG I GOT REALLY ANGRY TODAY BECAUSE OF IT. Liek i want to see SYLUS not VALKO. WHY IS HE EVERYWHERE. LEAVE ME ALONE.
i miss your youtube sylus theme đŞđŞ youâre so creative how did you even come up with that
stop okay iâll bring it back i miss it too itâs just i wanted smth basic for now and now this theme chopped as fuck omg deleting wetfordylus ASAP! đđ
also i didnât really have a plan for it !! i saw the png on pinterest and was playing around w the pics and eventually decided to merge the two tg :3 and then i made those comments and yes.