#dol sydney

[propertyofwhitney67]

PC wants to dress the male LIs in lolita dresses and take pics of them? they also praise and fuss over them a lot and treat them like a doll.

I know this prolly won't work on Avery but what if we bribed him

Whitney took a lot of promised favors and some bribing to let you dress him up. He somewhat likes the praising but hates how you're fussing over him and treating him like a doll, he can only take so much before he lashes out. If you ever share these pictures he will kill you. To be fair he does look amazing in Lolita

Kylar does this very willingly and loves how you're praising and fussing over him. Doesn't exactly mind the photos being shared but does at the same time

Robin takes a little bit of convincing but does enjoy it, he enjoys the praising but don't go too hard on the fussing and treating like a doll. Please don't share these photos though.

P!Sydney takes some convincing and does kinda like it, it's cute and fun. He likes the praise, a bit of fussing, but not all that much about being treated like a doll. Doesn't want the photos shared

C!Sydney takes some promises but he will do it, he thinks it's really fun. He enjoys the praise, a bit of fussing, but not all that much about being treated like a doll. Doesn't really give a fuck if you share the photos

Alex doesn't really want to do this but some promises will persuade him. He has some fun with it, likes the praise, likes a bit of the fussing, doesn't really like being treated like a doll. Please don't share these photos

Avery, who you somehow convinced/bribed/blackmailed, fucking hates this. He likes the praise but is angry at the same time, hates the fussing and being treated like a doll. Will kill you if you share the photos

Eden, who I really don't know how you convinced, secretly kinda enjoys this but won't show it. He doesn't know how to handle the praise, kinda hates the fussing, and really hates being treated like a doll. Never share these photos

[narurinya-blog]

Jordan and other monks+nuns when Yoh said he got Sydney pregnant outside marriage

[koiifiishy]

officially passed the night vigil thing with sydney on the third try 😇 now that theyre officially Temple BrothersTM i decided to design them some sexy temple fits lol. the minute they said "we fight the corruption with whips" my mind went to castlevania haha.

pc is ♂

[its205am]

Sydney's V

[silentdol]

The jealousy, the drama

[chaixuxu]

[kittiesandkillers]

Casual reminder that most of the love interests have (semi) canon heights.

I don't know what the hell they're feeding Black Wolf but he is too damn big!

[roxy-o0]

Hello! This is the reason why I haven't been able to post Dol fan art for a while! I was very late because I was working at the same time. Of course, my drawing speed was very slow too…!

Those of you who have subscribed to my Twitter account have already seen this! I wanted to convey the content better, so I asked someone who is good at English to translate it. As soon as I received the results, I quickly edited the dialogue! Thank you to the kind @ CmJejen!

The theme was Sydney and Ivy's (Ivy is my PC!) first meeting, but somehow I ended up drawing a scene where the two check each other's feelings. Based on the in-game script, I adapted some parts to fit my PC's narrative and personality. I also included my friends' PCs this time. They are quite noticeable in the serious scenes, which is amusing. I like it!

I prepared hard with as much love as I have for Dol. I learned a lot from this work. I hope you enjoy it:///3

If anyone is curious about the Korean version, please check out my Twitter account!

[nepturi]

this happened to me over the past 2 weeks or so

[slommysslommy]

For the combat fame.

[naysucc]

Pure/Neutral Sydney lowkey scarier than Corrupted Sydney

[propertyofwhitney67]

just a normal day with PC and LIs casual hang out but LIs only take their eyes off PC for 2 second, when they turn back only to witness PC got snatched by some tentacles and get drag down to the sewer

Whitney's eyes widen and his cigarette probably falls from his mouth, the fuck just happened?

Kylar is in tears, chasing after you

Robin is in disbelief, what does he do!?

P!Sydney immediately tries to go get help

C!Sydney is confused but tries to go after you then tries to get help

Alex thinks he hallucinating but does try to go after you

Avery minds his damn business

Eden is going after you and honestly probably gets you back

[dollya-robinprotector]

You feel light-headed and don't remember clearly how you left the school's party. The boys sure as hell offered you a little too much beverage. Somehow you feel sore all over your body.

What time is it now...

(1) Next

You open your eyes to... whatever this shit is...

...Now what?

(1) Try to go back to sleep | Willpower: ??? | ++Stress (2) Escape the room | Athletics: Challenging 5%

(3) It is what it is... | Promiscuity 5 | +++Love | +++Lust

[youryanderedaddy]

tw: female reader, non - con, manhandling, religious subtext (it's sydney)

Sydney has never felt this way before. He doesn't know the name of that feeling, the warmth that fills his chest and tightens his throat and reddens his cheeks as you sit before him at the library counter. He can't explain the pulse in his loins and the sweat that sticks to his back when you lean in to ask him something and your shirt opens up slightly, revealing such soft, mesmerizing skin. His hands start to itch and his mouth waters and he feels almost thirsty - but water never seems to quench whatever it is he's deprived of.

He wants to ask someone - maybe brother Jordan or his father, but something deep within him, some basic instinct, rings a bell, a reminder that there is nothing pure or holy about the feelings he harbors towards you. He knows love. He's read about it - he knows he loves God, he loves his church, his friends, his books. He knows love is gentle. Love is caring and tender and quiet, love is giving.

But when it comes to you, he only wants to take. He wants to bite your cheeks when you smile, to squeeze you in his arms until he hears your fragile bones crack. He wants to rip off your skin and crawl in your shell - to see your insides, to admire every inch of your flesh for his own sick satisfaction. He even keeps a box of everything you've ever lost - small trinkets, cheap bracelets, ripped socks, locks of hair... Anything to feel closer to you.

And yet Sydney tries to fight his urges - he averts eyes when you bend to pick something and pretends not to notice your bare legs in those mini skirts, the way the school swimsuit hugs your curves perfectly, or how your lips part when you bite down on a pencil. Or the marks of you teeth on the yellow wood, your smugded lipstick as you leave the bathroom, your hands on his shoulder with your nails digging in—

Sydney is a man of God, but you make him question his faith. In the sunlight everything is brighter, but when night comes, so do the nightmares. His pillow becomes softer, warmer - it lingers with the scent of your hair and he can't help imagining you laying next to him with an adoring smile on those luscious lips of yours. And as fatigue spreads over his tired body, his prayers long forgotten, the same dream haunts him - the one he's had since the day he first saw you.

You're no longer laying next to him - you're under him instead. Your hair isn't spread out angelically, but twisted and disheveled, wrapped around his fist. He's towering over you, tilting your chin up - holding you so tightly against his body you can't move an inch. Your eyes are red and swollen, lips bruised and bitten bloody - and you're trembling like an injured animal. You look so small, so pathetically adorable, so very naked and afraid, and splayed out like a feast in front of him, and he just devours you like the predator he knows he is.

You whine something incomprehensible along the lines of a plea, begging to be let go - but all your words become white noise to Sydney. His hands circle your throat painfully and only a few broken moans escape before you shut up completely. The man keeps thrusting into you without a sense of shame, egged on by the deep, inaudible sobs that shake your body to its core. The voice inside his head chants "mine, mine, mine" like a spell, like a curse that binds you both for all eternity.

Sydney always wakes up in cold sweat, unable to catch his breath. It's terrifying, seeing his darkest desires play out over and over each night. And as he tries to catch his breath and forget the taste of your neck on his tongue, there is one thought he never seems to fully rid himself of. How long until dreams are not enough to feed the monster inside of him?

How long until it all becomes reality?

[its205am]

[kafifien]

Some DoL characters in my style :3