#and then disappear back into the aether

[sickosdotjpg]

i admit i've never really been much of one for the, like, giantess type of scenarios. but that said? the big fairies from b//ot/w? yeah.

[jragons-fr-hole]

sometimes you just need some OwO dragon in your life. maybe even a bit of :3

[sordid-dog]

he who shall not be missed

bg

[weekly-master-frown]

HAPPY WEDDING ROOMMATE ANNIVERSARY TO THESE TWO!!! YEAH!!!

[asiadoesstuff]

How I feel after having such a horrible day yesterday that I forgot to buy the Days Of Style and Bumbling Boatswain Items (I’ve been collecting those tickets all month & have been waiting ever since Season Of AURORA [14] for Boatswain to come back) (I’m going to be a grown adult & in my twenties the next time Boatswain comes back):

[hydrachea]

You ever so starved for platonic content of your newest babygirl you take the matter into your own hands and write something for the first time in almost a year?

Betaed by my loveliest partner in crime @feroluce!

[mrsecretusername]

scenario time.

I don't know anything about victorian england, but. victorian england.

Navy captain retires, and the guy who was his steward on his ship ends up working for him as his personal servant, or whatever nobility had then. This captain's not nobility, he worked his way through the ranks with the help of childhood friends in high places and he's uncomfortable with a lot of that world even while he has to navigate it, so he's always been more open with his steward than most others in his position might be, and more open than he is with most of his peers.

the steward's already really loyal to this guy, admires him a lot, maybe has a little bit of a crush, but once the captain retires on land it turns out. the handsome navy captain has allergies. and this weird little secret his steward has that was pretty easy to keep about himself out at sea becomes a lot harder to hide.

rest under a read more for anyone interested:

his steward is The Guy who makes up excuses for him to leave certain events long enough to have a sneezing fit, who ushers him somewhere private and hands him the extra handkerchiefs he's been keeping for him, who helps him get ready in the morning when the captain's still too sleepy to realise he shouldn't have kept his window open during the night because he's forgotten to constantly avoid allergens now after so long at sea, etc. The steward is having A Time, and is great at keeping a straight face, but less great at it with people who know him well.

so the captain eventually finds out. and when he does! sometimes the captain tries to stifle but only for the steward's sake to make things (or so the captain believes) easier on him. the captain is genuinely really chill about it, comfortable talking about it, very casually brings it up when it becomes relevant and gently teases about it, etc. The ex-captain even sometimes actively doesn't avoid an allergen when he otherwise would have in order to help his steward out/tease him.

maybe they get together eventually and maybe they don't, but the part of it where the tension comes from the steward's determination to always be (mostly) professional vs his crush and his Big Reactions, and where they're like, very comfortable with one another in a way they're not with the rest of the world, is a dynamic that's really working for me right now.

[fooltofancy]

☀

[luxettenebra]

no -- no listen -- Revan being raised at a Laterano monastery and eventually she ends up working for the Notorial Hall (which she only does because she was convinced by her brother), but circumstances cause her to fall in the wake of breaking the Law and she decides to head to Kazdel to learn more about the forgotten Prince that was her father

[sebdoeswords]

they should invent a building game where building roofs is easy and fun (impossible)

[morbific-or-felicific]

hehehe okay, so, i’m writing needy diluc smut now, then i’ll write uni au scaramouche smut, then i’ll write aether in my uni au, then i’ll write going to mcdonald’s with itto in my uni au, sound good? good

yes i’m going to have to make an aether masterlist i know i’m trying to figure it out don’t be mean to me

[viaetor]

like this for Something(tm) from abyss prince aether maybe ohoho ?? ( ˙▿˙ )

[beepborpdoodledorp]

been watching a bunch of undertale challenge run content lately and now I have those fucking stronger than you parodies and story of undertale stuck in my head

[silentspaces]

The effing fairies or poltergeists or whatever that haunt my work stole my face mask within a 20-yard /20 meter span, what the fuck

[trashbatistrash]

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[misaamoure]

You were driving him fucking crazy.

Surely he wasn’t that intimidating… right?

For the first time in his life, Sylus was jealous.

The man who had it all, could have it all, and could have anyone he wanted was jealous beyond reproach.

He wanted you so fucking bad. But it seemed like you were pulling farther and farther away from him every day.

Seemed as though you much preferred Luke and Kieran too.

He would invite you over to bond over the aether cores a bit more, and you’d spend 90% of your time fucking around with the twins.

Sylus could hear your laughter all the way from his office.

Through the emotions of jealousy, he also felt a tinge of sadness. Did you truly detest him that much?

Were you scared of him? Did you have someone else?

You two had resonated before. Surely that meant something. Anything.

He was beyond frustrated. Sad. And insecure. All things he’s never felt before.

And from your perspective, it looked like he didn’t give a fuck about you.

Sylus would invite you over, let you in, and disappear into his office.

He was such a damn workaholic.

You were apparently supposed to be “spending time” together and he’s cooped up in his office plotting on next mans downfall.

You just didn’t get him. At all.

The times you two did spend together were extremely fun. And fulfilling.

And you had grown to really like him. And develop a particular attraction to him.

But the worst part about everything was that you weren’t sure how Sylus felt about you at all.

It was so painstaking, and he was so intimidating.

He had invited you over again, which you had opened the message, read it, and ignored it.

You were so sick of the emotional turmoil brought about by your possible one sided crush.

All you wanted to do was stay home and rot in bed with all your plushies.

You’d deal with all the rest another day, you figured.

“Is this girlhood?” You thought to yourself as you ran your hands across the soft material of grumpy crow’s faux feathers.

You stood like this for another thirty minutes before you heard a knock at your door.

Groaning, you get up. Taking the time to put your glasses back on to answer, you conclude that today was really not your day.

Swinging your door open with all the vigor and confidence in the world, looking at what or better yet who was behind the door made your blood run cold.

It was Sylus.

And he looked pissed.

This did nothing but fuel your own rage. What did he have to be mad about? He was the one pushing you away!

After staring at each other sideways for a good minute, you finally decided to break the silence.

“The fuck do you want?”

Sylus’s lip twitched a little at your curse at him.

“Drop the attitude, kitten,” He stared down at you sternly. “You know why I’m here.”

“Why are you here, then?”

“Why are you ignoring me?”

“Answer my question.” You took a step closer to him, seething.

“Answer mine first.” He decided to match your energy, also taking a step closer.

“That’s childish of you,” You laughed dryly. “Not that I don’t expect it.”

Oh, you were testing him.

Sylus closed his eyes, running his hand through his hair, and counted to ten in his head.

“What’s your problem, Y/N?”

You flinched at his use of your name, but nonetheless never wavered.

He rarely ever actually called you by your name.

But you were done being intimidated by him.

“No, Sylus what’s your problem? Why do you keep inviting me over just to waste my time and hole yourself up in your office? You think I enjoy just being an afterthought to you?” Tears had begun to well up in your eyes out of anger.

This had taken Sylus aback. He always expected you to follow him to his office. He didn’t expect you to just stay in the lobby and do fuck all.

He sighed, which you took as him becoming annoyed with you.

“It’s not that I hole myself up,” he spoke through gritted teeth. “Obviously you’re supposed to come with me. You’d rather just spend all your time fucking around with those two.”

You take your hand and angrily plant your hand on his chest, giving him a good shove.

“Fuck you!”

He caught your wrist, quickly taking a look around your surroundings and making sure nobody was watching you two.

All of your previous convo had been taking place right at your front door.

Opening your door further, Sylus dragged you into your apartment, closing and locking the door behind him.

“What’re you-”

You could barely get the words out before Sylus’s fist slammed into the wall next to your head, effectively pinning you against it.

“Sylus-”

“You’re so fucking aggravating, you know that?” Now he was the one seething. “You got so butthurt over a misunderstanding and instead of just talking to me, you decided to throw a hissy fit instead. How fitting.”

It was only so angry someone could make you. It seemed as though Sylus danced on his own special nerve of yours, though.

“Hissy fit? I’m not the one getting jealous of my own damn henchmen!” You poked your sharp nail into his chest with every word. “I only hung with them because you were too scatterbrained to ask me to follow you to your stupid ass office!”

Sylus grabbed the hand that you were poking at him with and pinned it to the wall above your head.

“You’re such a needy kitten,” He got even closer than he already was. “Sometimes I wonder why I even like you.”

“You fucking- wait.” You’d stopped dead in your tracks.

Sylus furrowed his brows and looked at you completely confused. “What?”

“You like me??” You said, also completely confused.

“Christ to god you’re so dumb.” He shook his head. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Not at all.”

“What?” His confusion turned into disbelief. “What else do you think I bought you all that stuff for?”

“I don’t know! To like,” You looked away from him, embarrassed. “Get on my good side so we can resonate or whatever.”

Silence.

Silence filled the room.

He looked down at you in silence for a good minute.

You looked down at the floor in silence for a good minute.

You two both stood like this before you heard his deep chuckle.

“Are you… laughing?!”

This only made him laugh harder.

“Just answer me this one time, it’s a yes or no question, sweetie,” He let go of your hand and instead grabbed your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Do you like me too?”

You blushed hard at his hand placement. You didn’t think things would take such harsh turns today.

Pushing up your glasses, you finally mustered up all your courage and looking him right in his eyes.

He has that stupid ass smirk on his face, like always.

“Yes. I do.”

Sylus wasted no time pulling you into a deep kiss.

The suddenness and intensity of the kiss made you moan, which he immediately took as an opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss even further.

He was running his hands all over your body, it was as if his touch was setting you on fire.

Breaking away from him to catch your breath, you both made eye contact once again.

“Sylus…” You moaned his name, pulling him down once again into another kiss.

“Wait,” He smiled against your lips, turning you around so you were bent over with the support of your palms on the wall, and positioned himself right behind you. “Like this?”

“Oh…!” You arched your back, chills running down your spine as you felt his hard cock pressing right against your ass.

It was so tantalizing… feeling just how much he wanted you.

“Is this what you wanted, kitten?”

You nodded vigorously.

You felt a harsh smack come down on your right ass cheek, making you jump.

“I want to hear you say it.”

It was like the words were caught in your throat. Everything was so stimulating… it was like you couldn’t think straight.

“Actually,” He rubbed his hand over the area he smacked to soothe it. “I’ve teased you enough already. I’ll give you what you want.”

You were initially confused by this statement, but his next actions cleared things up for you rather quickly.

Kneeling behind you, Sylus made quick work of tugging your pants and panties down in one fell swoop.

“Sylus!” You looked back at him with your jaw dropped. “You could at least warn me next time.”

“I prefer to take the initiative.”

He wasted no time getting to work.

Running his tongue up and down your slit to lubricate you, he ran his hands up and down your thighs.

Sylus has barely done anything to you yet and already you were a moaning dripping mess.

He felt his cock throb painfully at the noises you were making.

“Where do you want me to touch?” You felt his lips move against your skin as he talked, making you shudder.

Mustering up all the composure you had left, you found the strength to answer him.

“My clit.” You said quietly and rather bashfully.

You heard his deep, satisfied chuckle once again before feeling one of his long fingers finally dip into you as he laid a gentle kiss on your clit.

“That’s my girl.”

(requested by @athelonewolfuniverse)