#reptile x ashrah

[norithelord]

This meme from twitter AngelScales version :3

[ironladders]

she misses him 😔

[vi0letcolor3dbug]

Same duos, different universes.

[firstknightvulion]

Syzoth loves his wife very much.

Some days are easier than others for Ashrah. Ascending from demonhood is tough.

Pencil on paper by me.

Another of my Bored at Work Series.

[txxxciii]

People on Twitter argue about Ashrep/Angelscales but tbh as long as my boy Reptile gets a lovely gf i'm fine with it

[fangirlylady]

Day 2 of Posting My Previous Creations: My AngelScales sketch dump!

Another sketch dump 'cause I liked and still like doing these! This time, it's of Syzoth & Ashrah (and a bit of Sareena & Syzoth's son)! They're so cute!

The reason why they're underwater in the middle sketch (and why Syzoth's suddenly half-gator) is because I drew them last (Mer)May! Hope y'all like these!

Close-ups of the sketches:

[smokingtomas]

HELP WHAT'S THEIR SHIP NAME? Syrah??

Anyone remember this meme😄

[suja-janee]

How I draw syzoth/ashrah vs how I draw bireena

[v5m4k]

le kissu

[norithelord]

I think golden and white suits her better in her klassic ninja suit 👌

[smokingtomas]

hello ashrah/syzoth nation

[ironladders]

absolutely surrounded…

template + timelapse:

[lowwwwka]

[darkne1t]

I drew this meme for my mental health

[firstknightvulion]

I’m in a writing mood, apparently. Little Drabble.

[caplanbuckybarnes]

Nothing Else Matters (Syzoth/Reptile)

Summary: he just wants you to say his name.

Warnings; flangst?

WC: 750ish

Read on Ao3!

A/N: i know next to nobody is probably reading my MK fics, but i'm going to psot them anyway in hopes that y'all will at least reblog it lol.

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The world outside was a blur of chaos, with realms colliding and warriors clashing, but in the dimly lit sanctuary of Syzoth’s hideout, it felt like time had stopped. Flickering candles cast dancing shadows across the stone walls, creating a serene ambiance that was a stark contrast to the violence that surrounded them.

You sat cross-legged on the floor, studying the intricate patterns of the ancient symbols etched into the stone. The air was thick with a mix of incense and something uniquely Syzoth, a scent that was both earthy and sweet. It calmed you, grounding you in the present moment.

Syzoth, the last of the Saurians, moved quietly around the room, his green scales shimmering in the candlelight. He was a sight to behold, fierce yet gentle, with a deep intensity in his amber eyes. Despite the warrior he was known to be, there was a tenderness in the way he glanced at you, as if he feared you might vanish if he looked away for too long.

“Are you still thinking about the battle?” he asked, his voice low and smooth, like a soothing balm for your troubled thoughts.

You looked up at him, a soft smile crossing your lips. “A little. But I’m more focused on what we have to do next.”

Syzoth approached you, kneeling to meet your gaze, his features softened in the dim light. “You are strong, more than you realize. But strength is not just about fighting. It’s also about understanding what matters most.”

The weight of his words lingered in the air, and you felt a pull in your heart. “What matters most to you, Syzoth?”

He hesitated, his eyes searching yours as if gauging your reaction. “You.”

You swallowed hard, the intensity of his gaze making your heart race. “Me?”

“Yes,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “When everything else fades away, it is your presence that grounds me. Your name is the anchor in my tumultuous sea.”

The sincerity in his words sent warmth spreading through you. There was a moment of silence as you absorbed what he had said. The world outside faded, leaving just the two of you in this intimate bubble.

“Say my name,” he continued, his voice deepening with emotion. “And nothing else matters.”

The intensity of the moment wrapped around you, and you found yourself leaning closer. “Syzoth,” you breathed, the sound of his name feeling both foreign and familiar on your tongue.

His eyes closed momentarily, savoring the sound as if it were the sweetest music. “Say it again,” he urged, his breath quickening.

“Syzoth,” you repeated, this time with more confidence. It felt powerful, almost sacred, as if by saying his name, you were sealing a bond that transcended words.

When his eyes opened again, they were filled with a mix of vulnerability and longing. “In this moment, nothing else matters but you and me,” he murmured, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. The warmth of his palm sent shivers down your spine, and you leaned into his touch instinctively.

“You make it sound so simple,” you replied, a smile playing on your lips despite the weight of the battles ahead.

“It is simple,” he insisted, his voice firm yet gentle. “Love can be uncomplicated. You are the light in my darkness, the hope amidst despair.”

Your breath caught in your throat as you searched his eyes, seeing the truth reflected back at you. You wanted to say something profound, something that would express the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside you, but all that came out was, “I care about you, Syzoth.”

He leaned in closer, his forehead resting against yours, the world around you fading completely. “That’s all I need to hear. In this life, in this realm, you and I are bound by something greater than fate.”

With that, he pressed his lips against yours, a soft, lingering kiss that ignited a fire within you. In that moment, everything else—the battles, the chaos, the uncertainty—faded away, leaving only the two of you, entwined in an embrace that spoke volumes more than words ever could.

As you pulled away, breathless and smiling, you knew that as long as you had each other, nothing else mattered.