#lads twins

[loveanddeepstress]

I imagine baking around zayne would be a nightmare, like you'd just be mixing the batter and turn to grab an egg and he's already got his hand in the batter, some by his mouth and of course he's going to say "it needs more sugar"

Xavier on the other hand would be watching you from the table asking you if you need help, looking up at you with his cute ass puppy eyes, and it's not even intentional. If you do let him help, keep a close eye on him, he might put the wrong amounts of things or just the wrong things in general.

Rafayel would be standing with you watching everything, commenting in everything that's done, you best not drop an egg shell in there or you'll never hear the end of it.

Sylus would be teasing you every step of the way as you and the twins stumble around eachother, they don't know shit about baking so you have to stop them from adding a literal salt shaker into the bowl.

[sayangrafayel]

I WOULD GIVE THESE TWO THE WHOLE WORLD AND MORE. I LOVE MY SONS SO MUCH. OH MY GOD.

[1-delululand-1]

What cat breeds are the LaDs men?

Sidebar: these are my opinions and it's for funsies. I based my choices mostly off of vibes along with my own experience with these specific breeds. I had to include my besties(the twins) bc I love them sm I wish they got more screen time :'( Caleb was just a bonus bc I felt bad for including everyone but him. I might add more to this later (is she crazy? 👀) based on new game updates

Caleb gives off "orange American Curl" vibes so frickin much. He seems very extroverted and like he has a childish nature.

Luke & Kieran would be Toyger cars. They're loyal and energetic. They get bored pretty easily and need constant entertainment. Plus they're easily trained.

Rafayel is a Siamese cat through and through. He's a dramatic trouble maker who always wants your attention.

Sylus would be a white Bengal. He's extremely agile and just exudes confidence. He also has a lot of energy and loves to play(he's so sneaky)

Xavier is def a Ragdoll. He's extremely docile and will do anything you ask of him. Plus he's the perfect cuddle buddy.

Zayne would be a Maine Coon. Even with his luxurious fur, he'd still be stern(as stern as a cat could be) He's self assured and calm.

Let me know what y'all think of my choices 😚

[slipperylittleturtle]

i already love them

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

myth spoilers ish but humor me for a moment;

[vampiirl]

Please PleASE PLEASE

Someone make a smut fic where Sylus is doING THE DEED WITH MC AND THE TWINS WATCH AHHHHHHH

I’m fuckn gnawing on the bars of my prison cell

[slvttysage]

LITTLEST CROW 𓅂

summary: you’ve been feeling weird lately so you ask luke and kieran for help. they don’t waste time in giving you exactly what you need.

paring: luke & kieran x f!reader with a hint of sylus at the end.

content: age gap, pseudo incest, oral, nipple play, fingering, pet names, praise kink, bit of aftercare.

Big brother’s Luke and Kieran who are always so protective of you. Anything you wanted or needed, they were always there to provide. So when you tell them that your chest has been sore and there’s this aching feeling between your legs. Oh, they know exactly how to help.

Luke has you on your back, panties pulled down and discarded. His lips trail kisses from your stomach down, down, down until he’s between your legs staring at your sopping cunt. ��So pretty, so wet.” Luke mumbles and you can feel yourself clenching at his words.

Kieran moves in to place a kiss on your forehead, your cheek, then down your neck. “So good for us, you’re so cute baby.” And oh! They’ve always told you how pretty you were, how beautiful, how good and perfect. They always praised you but now it feels different. It makes your skin flush, you can feel their words between your thighs.

Both mouths reach their destination at the same time. The sound the leaves your mouth is one of pure pleasure. It feels so good, them playing with your body like this. Your skin is hot and your head dizzy.

Luke’s tongue bullies its way inside your cunt and he has to pin your legs to stop you from moving so much.

Kieran continues to play with your chest. Pinching and pulling at your puffy nipples. They’re more sensitive than before but it feels so good. A velvet tongue flicks over them repeatedly and it sends jolts of pleasure straight to your clit. “Good girl, you’re so good baby. So perfect.”

Your fingers card themselves through Kieran’s hair, pulling him closer, trying to get more of yourself in his wonderful mouth. “Please, please, please.” You beg and you don’t even know what you’re begging for but you know they’re gonna give it to you.

Somewhere between making you come for second and third time, Luke’s cock ends up in your mouth while Kieran’s is busy drilling inside you.

More time passes and none of you notice when your dad steps into the room, not until he’s standing right in front of you, watching you with the same look in his eyes. Want.

“So this is what you get up to when I’m away?” Sylus’ voice is deep, strained. “Being a plaything for your brothers?”

You want to say no. You want to say that it’s not true but how can you when you’re being stuffed from both ends and don’t want to move?

He ignores the boys completely, bending down to play with your already abused pussy. The rough pad of his fingertips target your clit, flicking this way and that.

“You gonna come for me little dove?” And oh. Oh fuck!

Those words, his voice, his touch combined with everything else sends you over the edge for the fifth time that night.

Later, when you’re all cleaned up they tuck you into bed, kissing you goodnight and wishing you sweet dreams.

𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺 𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑬𝑫 © 2024 𝑺𝑳𝑽𝑻𝑻𝒀𝑺𝑨𝑮𝑬 - 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚, 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔. dividers by @cafekitsune

𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒄 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 ✩

[catsandcatci]

the way that you can so clearly tell if an artist's primary fandom is the silmarillion or the hobbit/lotr by the way they draw Elrond

[inkclover]

🥀road to recovery (is not always easy)🥀

they have once again invaded my mind rent free

[goldenstring6123]

I'm surprised no one has pointed this out yet!!! i was wondering why Luke and Kieran's personality felt so familiar...mystery solved i guess. Mischievous, unpredictable and especially the one setting up the mood for their boss. the homosexual supporting cast!

[xxdisturbedxx]

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

Sylus, Luke and Kieran found family question mark?!?!?!

I just want to cuddle them, cook them mac and cheese, read them a bed time story, and tuck them in to bed.

[sayangrafayel]

Crow family Pt. Sylus is doing his JOB (as a dad)

Sylus, on the phone: Just snap his kneecaps and he’ll talk, I’m at a parent teacher conference.

Sylus, to the teacher: Anyways, you said my twins are enjoying finger painting! That's great.

[astracora]

A Mandated Holiday Break - Chapter 3

Characters: Sylus x gn!mc (poly lads)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1094

Written: 21st December 2024

Notes: Post-relationship Sylus/MC-centric but poly LADs, with my personal pov of the game and lil headcanons littered in.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

His arms feel lighter, colder... sluggishly opening worn eyes. The bed is empty, his hand reaches out but there's no ghost of warmth.

This has happened before. You hate to wake him up when you get up, alarm not needed because your hours as a hunter have permanently ruined your sleep patterns.

The first time, he'd felt fear grip his heart in an icy hand. Tightening, twisting and tearing. Now he just sighs into the air, turning over in his bed to look for phone. Checking there's nothing imperative that requires him, shooting off a message to the prince that you need some clothes brought over.

Your hunter uniform was beginning to resemble scrap, and he'd laid one of his shirts out for you to use until the prince could deliver more options.

Or he could buy you more... still you frowned at him when he suggested such a thing, telling him with a little laugh that you had plenty of clothes.

He hadn't yet worked out how to explain that dressing you was a satisfaction for him. Seeing you wearing things he chose, he paid for? He was still a dragon through and through. Decorating his lair and his greatest treasure.

He understood, however, that certain things you owned were picked because you liked them, found comfort in them. Safe things. So if it meant dragging the prince out here with a bag in tow, he didn't think either of them were too put out by it.

Reluctant to leave his bed, but yearning to have you close by again, Sylus pulls himself out of his nest. Flick of the hand righting his covers, and padding out in slippers and sweats.

As soon as he leaves the room, music drifts towards him, accompanied by very familiar voices, and he follows its call like you're a siren.

Even if you were, he knows he'd drown blissfully for and with you.

His kitchen is filled with the scent of sugar and bread, hitting his nose as soon as he swings open the door. The twins are sat on the kitchen counters, bobbing their heads to a song he doesn't know, and he's pretty sure they don't know either, judging by the 'do do do's' they're singing along with it.

He almost wants to complain, because they're loud enough to cover some of the notes you're singing, but you're laughing and smiling amidst the words. Cheeks dimpled...

Your shoulder is bared because his sweater is too big, slipping down, and covering the tops of your thighs. Shorts underneath, long fluffy socks up to your knees. Foot tapping the floor as you mix dough in a bowl.

You're like an angels song.

Head bobbing, tilting as you sing out to words he doesn't recognise. Not that he needs to.

I'm on my knees waiting for the sound.

It's a strange feeling, he's tried to replicate how your voice makes him feel with his own. He's learned how to sing to music that he doesn't really understand. Tunes that he can't quite replicate. Sylus listens to everything he can find because he wants to understand. It's a strange dim sensation on his own, with his records playing. Though they remind him enough of you that he is comforted anyway.

Stuck in a world gone wrong.

It is like he's chasing your shadow, and he never can seem to catch up.

So lift me up, I'll never let you down.

A feeling that blooms like fresh flowers, brings him to ease, reminding him of days where he learned what love was.

Calmed and riled and fragile but so warm and safe. The feeling is chaotic and terrifying but if he could spend his life feeling it, his very very long life. That only you can end, and when you choose to, he hopes it's alongside yours.

So he can never feel it without you, though he feels it's shade when he remembers you.

Searching for the words that I can say.

Instead it licks flames up his skin when you sing in front of him, when your voice fills the air and wraps around him and he understands. He always understands with you.

How it feels when you're with me.

The twins look up at him, pointing at him as they sing non-existent words and his kitten doesn't notice until he pulls up behind you, arms wrapping around your waist, chin on your shoulder, hunching over to look down at what you're doing.

Mostly just so he can feel the rumble of your song through his chest.

The music falters for a second, as your hand reaches up to touch his cheek. He thinks he might purr in response but wouldn't admit it outloud if asked.

"Sugar cookies." You answer his unspoken question. "They're easy, but I'm testing the recipe with less sugar."

"The doctor will be happy." He murmurs against the skin of your neck. Biting absently, in protest as you stop singing for him. Not too harshly though, after all your voice is beautiful when you speak too. Always a song for him. Always lighting that unusual sensation in his chest.

"We've been taste testing!" Luke calls out, and he tilts his head just enough to watch the twins sticking raw dough in their mouths.

"Hey! Don't eat too much you'll make yourself sick!"

"S'fine." Kieran speaks with a full mouth, spraying some dough over his brother, who wipes it off and glares. "You missed a spot." And he flicks him in the forehead.

The two begin to scuffle, leaping off the counters and chasing each other out of the room, the sound of their yelling is head down the hall.

You begin to laugh in his arms, eyes twinkling with affection, and lean back against him with a contented smile.

He wishes the fish were here to paint you. He debates going to grab his phone that he's left on the side, just to take a photo for him later. It would mean releasing you though... he supposes there's more chances to see you like this.

His whole life, he hopes.

"Thank you." You speak, tilting your head to press a kiss to his head, and he turns you quickly, one hand moving to your neck to keep you there while he kisses as much of your skin as he can reach.

Cheeks, lips, forehead, neck. Quick pecks with no heat.

His chest, his heart. He's molten, melting, burning. It would hurt, he thinks, if it didn't feel so delightful. His heart, his soul, his home.

[astras-ender]

i love finding people on the same wavelength as me

bc what do you mean you're a black girl who also plays love and deepspace?

and you like zayne? and sylus?

and you ship zayne and sylus?

better yet, you ship zayne, mc AND sylus??? this is a power polyamorous couple that will rule the world

we locked in and you don't even know it 🤞🏿

[artsygirl0315]

"Where's Carol?" | Night-Day Terror AU

Heyooo!! Sorry for slacking off a bit on the posting, art block's been an ass lately and I'm starting to procrastinate😭

But anywho, These were made for the context of the Night-Day Terror AU made by my lovely mutual @kandykatz, It somewhat inspired me to make something of a pixelated game out of their AU.

In a game named "Where's Carol?"; You would play as Carol in the Dream world, Lad and Gal would probably be your clueless tutorial guides, You can interact with characters and switch povs but your main goal is to get out of the dream world as safely as you can... IF you can.

Again, This au was made by the awesome @kandykatz, Their oc is Carol while the rest would be mine.

Hope y'all are having a great day, Stay you and stay awesome!!💙

[hookechoes]

Succession 3x09 All The Bells Say / Jesse Armstrong in The New Yorker, Feb 23, 2023 / Succession 4x08 America Decides / Angels In America: Millennium Approaches / Twin Peaks 2x20 The Path to the Black Lodge / post by @evenlarksandkatydids