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monster-effer · 25 days ago

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Being Babied by Sylus ♥︎ - Sylus x reader

Summary: You enjoy being babied, Sylus enjoys babying you. It’s as simple as that. Content: Fluff, established relationship, reader is fed by Sylus, very self-indulgent fluff tbh, fem!reader implied (2.1k wc) A/N: I wanted to write something really fluffy. Personally, I love being babied and it made me think of how Sylus would happily take care of a reader who enjoys the same.

You first discovered you enjoyed being babied during one of your most vulnerable moments. For a week straight you were fighting a vicious case of the flu. Normally, you would push through any illness because wanderers and criminals don’t take a day off so why should you? But this case of the flu was…different. You had an unrelenting cough, a fever of 101°F, body chills and you felt too weak to even microwave yourself a cup of ramen for meals.

The fatigue you felt resulted in you slumped over on your couch with your eyes at half-mast. It was silent and peaceful in your apartment, besides the TV playing your favorite show on repeat. The familiarity of the episode playing combined with the blanket you were snuggled under was lulling you to sleep. But a dark shape swooping through your open balcony doors startled you out of your fuzzy daze.

You felt the cloying lethargy leave your body as you scrambled to sit up. It took your eyes a while to focus on what (or who?) invaded your space. Eventually, you spotted Mephie who was perched on top of your coffee table. His red, bejeweled eyes were focused on you, taking in your weakened state. His head was tilted to the side as if he was analyzing you to figure out what was wrong. You gave a weak wave in his direction before melding your body back into the couch. You heard his metal talons click against the coffee table before he pecked at a piece of your hair, let out a mischievous squawk, then left your apartment the way he came.

“What the fuck?” you whispered to yourself before you let sleep take you under once again. The next time you’re conscious, you know that you are not alone. You kept your eyes closed as someone ran their large, cool, hand across your forehead. You tried not to alert the other person that you were awake, but your acting skills left much to be desired.

“I know you’re awake kitten, no need to put on an act for me.”

When Sylus’ velvety voice graced your ears, you finally put in the effort to open your eyes. He was devastatingly handsome on a regular day, but through your sick haze, he looks like a fallen angel specifically here to lift your spirits.

“What are you doing here?” you croaked at him, too weak to judge if this was a fever induced delusion or reality.

“A little birdie told me that my kitten was in trouble. I had to see what you got yourself into this time,” he smoothly replied.

A disbelieving snort left you as you readjusted your body on the couch. You felt gross and sticky with sweat. Your mouth felt dry, and your throat was in shambles from coughing all day. You also felt embarrassed that Sylus was witnessing you in such a state, this was unfamiliar territory for your relationship.

“Well as you can see, I am perfectly safe. I’m just a little sick,” you replied as you allowed your eyes to close once again.

“I think you’re more than a little sick sweetie. Let me take care of you,” he crooned. You already were weak to Sylus when he does literally anything. But when he shows his affectionate side, you can’t deny him. So, you shyly nod your head in acceptance.

Sylus leaves to run a bath for you. You heard him rifle through the cabinets before the sound of Epsom salt pouring into the tub greeted your ears.

When Sylus re-entered the room, he was silent as he headed straight towards you. After picking you up, he walked back into the bathroom. The black and red mist of his evol held you up as he let go of you to quickly undress. When he was done, he helped you undress as well. Once you both were naked, he sunk into the bath water first before pulling you between his legs to settle against his front.

The sponge used to cleanse you felt heavenly on your skin. Each stroke washed away the sweat that came with your sickness. You were boneless in his hold, not putting up any resistance as he diligently washed you, then himself. Delivering sporadic kisses on your skin, so light that you wonder if you imagined them. Still, not a word was said between you. And, at the same time, nothing needed to be said.

This moment felt…intimate in a way that you’ve never experienced before. You rarely get sick. But when you do it is never to this degree. Although you may feel guilt, self-conscious, or the urge to push back against being taken care of in this way — you refuse to put in the effort to deny yourself this comfort.

After you both were dried off and in fresh sets of pajamas, Sylus carried you back to the couch. He laid you down in a sweat free spot with a new blanket while he rummaged through your fridge. The smell of vegetable soup soon filled your apartment and your stomach made a frighteningly eager sound in response. You weren’t certain, but you thought you heard Sylus humming a tune while he prepared your first meal of the day.

In less than an hour your soup was ready, and Sylus once again gathered you into his arms to take you to your dining room table. Instead of putting you down in your own seat, he placed you sideways on his lap and gazed into your eyes.

“Sweetie, considering how fatigued you are right now — how about I just feed you your soup?”

You stare in disbelief as you process his sentence. You could feel a protest build up in your throat as a blush spread across your face. You were suddenly unable to meet his eyes as you wriggled in his lap.

“I don’t think that’s necessary,” you murmured.

Sylus chuckled lowly before he replied.

“Oh, I insist. I can’t have my kitten burning herself with hot soup because she’s too weak to hold up her spoon.”

While you scrambled to come up with an argument, he gathered some soup on the spoon, blew on it, then offered it to you. His ruby red eyes soaked in the multitude of expressions that cross your face before you let out a resigned sigh and open your mouth.

You accept the first spoonful of soup then let out a pleased hum at the flavors that splash against your taste buds. The veggies in the soup are perfectly cooked and the squeeze of lemon you taste tops everything off. You swallow and look at him expectantly for your next bite.

Sylus lets out a pleased hum at your acceptance then continues to feed you until you are pleasantly full of soup. Warm on the inside and out now.

He spent two more days at your place, catering to your every whim until your sickness let up. Although you would vehemently deny it if asked, you appreciated being spoiled by him in your time of need. And the moments you spent together have lived rent free in your mind (and his) since.

The second time Sylus babied you was while you two were lazed around the Onychinus base. It was a gloomy, rainy day which made a movie marathon the perfect choice of an activity. The minute you arrived; he was at your beck and call. He instructed you to sit and helped you remove your boots, changed you into cozy pajamas, and grabbed whatever item you needed to get comfy on the couch with him.

You both settled on watching a trilogy that neither of you have seen before. The second film was currently on, but it was paused. You were looking up cute cat videos on your phone as small pops and the buttery smell of popcorn wafted throughout the room.

You put your phone down when you heard Sylus return to the living room. He placed down a bowl of popcorn onto the coffee table before sitting on the couch. He pulled you back to your earlier position — which was between his legs — then pressed play to resume the movie. You were blissful as you used his chest tiddies as a pillow.

When a tense scene begins to play out, you hear Sylus dig into the bowl of popcorn. You don’t pay the sound much attention until his hand slowly invaded your field of vision.

You blinked a few times before a warm feeling spread throughout your body. With little hesitation, your mouth dropped open to accept the kernel of popcorn. While you chewed, he ate some popcorn in the meantime. And when you were done chewing, he offered you more pieces until you both had your fill, and the bowl was empty.

It made logical sense for him to feed you when you were sick. But now it seemed like an intentional act of service. You felt soft, cherished and taken care of in a way that you didn’t want to ponder on further. Instead, you were left visibly giddy the rest of the day.

(Sylus pretended not to notice this outcome.)

The third time Sylus babied you was on vacation.

You both managed to make the stars align so that his schedule was free of business deals in the N109 Zone and your time off request was approved by Jenna. You spent a full week together hiking in the mountains, sampling the local cuisine, and basking in each other’s company. Today was the last day of your vacation and you have ended up in a major city.

Tonight, you were dressed in a form fitting, mid-length dress that had a slit on your right side. Your makeup was beautifully done, highlighting your striking features.

Sylus donned an outfit that made your heart flutter each time you glanced his way. Although he typically favored dark colored clothing, tonight he was wearing a breezy, cream colored silk shirt, with linen dress pants. He exuded effortless confidence and was unbearably attractive. This, in addition to the relaxed aura this vacation afforded him was a magnetic combination.

You — and what felt like every other person in the restaurant — could not help but steal a glance at him. You tried to keep your jealous huffs to yourself, but you realized you failed when Sylus sends an amused glance your way.

He doesn’t have the opportunity to tease you over your apparent jealousy because the waiter came and placed your meals on the table. As you reached for your utensils, Sylus placed his hand on top of yours to stop you.

“Since this is the last day of our trip, please permit me one more self-indulgent experience.”

Your heart skipped a beat and your face warmed when you interpreted his request. He was making it clear that he wanted to feed you again, to baby you. But this time you were in public. His offer felt multifaceted.

Sylus was proudly broadcasting the nature of your relationship. It isn’t the first time he’s done this of course. But each time he does, it fills you with butterflies.

He’s making your heart sing because you’ve impatiently waited to see if he would initiate — whatever this is — again. And who are you to deny his wish?

You sent a faux annoyed look his way before nodding your head. It is only then that he scooted his chair closer and began to feed you bites of the creamy pasta dish you ordered. You can’t help but feel the weight of the gazes from the people seated near you. But it all melts away as Sylus focused his full attention on you and offered you perfectly portioned bites. The past few times you were unable to gauge his expression as he fed you, but tonight you had a front row seat to his beautiful visage.

His eyes have softened, and his lips are pulled into a subtle smile as he watched you enjoy each bite. The devotion in his eyes was clear and unmistakable. So much so that you cannot hold in the delighted giggles that bubbled up between bites.

“What’s so amusing kitten?” he asked you leisurely.

“Nothing, I just really love when you treat me like this,” you say shyly as you look down at the table.

“And how am I treating you?” he questioned.

“You’re…babying me,” you said in a hushed tone.

Sylus hummed and used his index and middle finger to tip your chin upwards, so your gaze met his again. “Of course I am, it’s what you deserve,” he rasps before leaning in for a kiss.

From that day, he shamelessly babied you in as many ways as you allowed and you have never felt more fulfilled.

Sylus loves taking care of you, whether it be financially, physically, or emotionally. To him, babying you is not “weird”, too much, or a chore for him. He would never question or tease you about enjoying this because he enjoys it just as much or more than you do.

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abyssyby · 3 months ago

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the little twins — masterlist

— a compilation of stories about sylus as a father of two little boys who love & heal just by being

sorted according to the age the twins are depicted to be in the corresponding story (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

☆༉ = new addition!

hello, lucian & kyros! (snippets from dif. ages)

— an introduction to the boys as Sylus’s little twins. read before or after any story to get to know them a little more ♡

peek-a-boo (12 months)

— sylus puts his evol to good use— social games with his toddlers

home (1.5 years)

— little twin debut! a little look into the difference between the (then unnamed) little twins & their perception of home

birthday snaps (2 years) ☆༉

— the twins turn two and what a happy day it is! big twins almost smothered accidentally

messy spaces (2 years)

— your boys try their hands at keeping papa’s big secret… but what’s a ‘secret’ again?

cat nap (2 years)

lucian and kyros very much take after their father, but despite it all, sylus is still just a dragon among kittens

theory of mind (2 years)

— a test of empathy: you give all your boys marshmallows except for papa. what will they do?

off guard on duty (3 years)

— big twins, kieran & luke, babysit the little twins for a day, and realize they are no longer who they thought they were.

from papa, with love (3 years) ☆༉

— a fight between a treasure, overcoming instincts and exploring kyros & lucian's dragon traits from papa.

maybe a dragon (4 years)

— lucian is very fond heights, scaring sylus of the dangers and implications of it all.

maybe a turtle (4 years)

— kyros thinks papa is always running too fast. sylus longs to be caught.

two birds on a wire (4 years) ☆༉

— two little boys follow their papa on an 'ishun (mission), and send the whole family into a tailspin

fairies, goblins & crows (6 years old) ☆༉

— a class example of how this family deals with milestones— through tricks and treats

more coming soon ♡

extras ☆

littles on: trinkets & treasures

littles on: hats

sylus on: pranks

kyros on: morning observatios

littles on: papa’s missions (post-two birds)

littles on: an itty bitty sister

littles on: least favorite foods

kyros on: little animals

littles on: mephie & sunfire-roar

sylus on: persuasion and puppies

the family on: cuteness aggression ☆༉

dividers by @saradika-graphics ♡

#masterlist #sylus x reader #boydad!sylus #need this out for a cleaner navi :)#dad sylus

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key201303 · 4 months ago

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Sylus x f!reader

Pairing: Husband!Sylus x F!Reader ft. Luke and Kieran

Warnings: pure fluff, but suggestive at the end

Plot: You come back home to find your husband playing tea time with the twins, Mephisto and your 4 year old daughter.

A/N: a few days ago I asked you guys what if I started writing with LADS boys and you seemed to like the idea so here I am 🥰 I was needing something really soft with Sylus and came up with this, hope you enjoy it 🫶🏻

“Would you like some more tea Your Majesty?” Kieran’s voice caught your attention when you entered the base. You’ve been out the entire day on a mission, trying to find a Wanderer the Association has been tracking for some time now. You were used to coming home to the voice of your little daughter playing in her room with Mephisto and her plushies but hearing Kieran’s voice coming from your daughter’s room was unusual.

Once you removed your shoes and jacket, you looked around the place, looking for your husband to ask what were the twins doing with your little girl. But for some reason he was nowhere to be seen. “Did he have to leave for some meeting and left Kieran and Luke taking care of our princess?” You thought to yourself while you walked towards the girl’s room.

Right before you could open the door to take a look, a very familiar voice was interrupted by the mechanical noise Mephisto’s wings made when he flew around. “Princess, I think 15 stickers are enough to decorate Mephisto.” Sylus told the little girl who was excitedly placing a new glittery sticker on Mephisto’s head. You slowly opened the door, trying to go unnoticed so you could find out what was going on. Once you could see inside the room, you couldn’t help your heart melting at the lovely image you had in front of yourself.

Mephisto was covered in glittery stickers with it’s nails painted in light pink, Sylus face was covered in rainbow little stones your daughter asked you thousand of times to get, two little ponytails decorating his silvery hair, fake nails trying their best to not fall off the twin’s gloves as they were sipping imaginary tea on an empty cup with their pinky fingers up and a lively pink feather scarf decorating their necks. And last but not least, your daughter having her princess dress and crown, being the head of the little tea table Sylus probably agreed on moving from the living room and having the best time of her life.

You tried to hold back your laughter at the sight of the little scene you had before you, not wanting to interrupt their little moment. But you completely failed when Sylus made eye contact with you. He definitely didn’t look as the bad boy he pretended to be for everyone else with those two little ponytails and face covered in rainbow glitter. “Look who’s finally back from work.” He said standing up and walking towards you, a huge smile plastered on his face.

“Momma!!!” Your daughter screamed, getting up from the floor and running to your arms. “I see you guys were having lot of fun while I was gone.” You said as you hugged her tightly, lifting her up on your arms. “Daddy accepted playing tea time with us! And he even let me play with Mephie!!” She said excitedly. You looked at your husband with an eyebrow raised, surprise written all over your face. “Baby I told you his name is not Mephie.” Sylus said, taking your little girl from your arms, nuzzling his nose in her stomach making her laugh at the ticklish feeling. “Maybe I should punish the one who taught you to call him Mephie.” He added giving you a playful look. “Don’t do that!! I’ll protect mommy!!” Your daughter said, taking your husband’s face into her little hands, forcing him to look at her and squishing his cheeks. “Oh really??” He said, his voice muffed due to his daughter squishing his cheeks.

He put your daughter down, getting in position to fight. Your daughter ran in front of you, trying to cover you with her tiny body. Her fierce red eyes pierced her father’s heart, the same way his eyes did to yours. You couldn’t help thinking they were definitely a copy of each other. “Uncle Luke, Uncle Kieran, in whose side are you?” The girl asked with a threatening voice. The twins exchanged a hesitant look before standing up. “We will always serve you Your Majesty.” They said bowing and kneeling in front of you and your daughter. Sylus’ face turned into a defeated face when he saw his right and left hand betray him for his own daughter. “Mephie?” You asked, returning the playful look at Sylus from before. The mechanical crow squawked as he flew to land on Sylus’ finger. He let out a victorious laugh.

Your daughter, not accepting the betrayal of the little crow, takes out some of Mephisto’s favorite snack, taking it out for him to notice. “Hey Mephie, don’t you want some snacks?” She said, calling and convincing the little animal. Mephisto happily squawks, flying towards her hand. “That’s cheating Miss Traitor.” Sylus said, crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows clearly annoyed.

Only then a little battle started between you, Sylus took your daughter in his arms, turning her upside down and tickling her. “Dad wait!! I can’t- I can’t breathe.” She said laughing loudly, trying to get rid of her dad’s embrace.

You loved these little moments. These little moments when you couldn’t help feeling you all were a normal family. These moments where Sylus acted like a lovely caring dad instead of the cruel leader of Onychinus everyone thought he was.

Once your daughter’s energy was under low, you finally tucked her in bed and walked to your room where your husband was already waiting for you in bed. “Did you have fun?” You asked as you get in bed and laid in his arms. “Did you have any doubts?” He said, placing a soft kiss on your temple. “Answering a question with another question? I thought you weren’t that kind of person.” You said, hugging him tighter, leaning even further into his embrace if that was possible. “There are so many things I do you would be surprised about, kitten.” He said laughing. He definitely demonstrated you that side today.

You both stayed quiet for a little while. His long slender fingers drawing random patterns on your bared skin arm, nuzzling your hair, taking in your delicious scent that never failed to lull him to sleep. But before he decided it was time for you two to sleep, he smiled out of the blue. Sensing his sudden smile, you get off his chest, looking at him with a confused look. “I was just thinking… Maybe we should give our princess a little prince to play with so Mephie and the twins don’t have to wear tons of stickers and glitter.” Your husband said teasingly. His crimson eyes shine beautifully, moon shaped, mimicking his lips that remained as a huge smile. “I thought you didn’t like the nickname Mephie.” You teased, ignoring the fact of him asking you for another son. “You’re really good at avoiding topics.” Sylus said, pecking your lips and laughing in between.

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leighsartworks216 · 3 months ago

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You're My Favorite

Sylus x gn!Reader

Very self indulgent fic for me. Started replaying Pokemon Shield and the au thoughts have been haunting me. But instead of that what if cuddle with big man while play game??

Warnings: fluff, domestic fluff, cuddling, kissing, Pokemon references, literal sleeping together, rain, the author's obvious love for ghost type Pokemon

Word Count: 964

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Rain patters softly against the windows. It pours down the glass, painting the outside world in a waterfall haze. The glowing lights of the cityscape shimmer and shine in a vibrant bokeh. All the way up here in the penthouse, none of the noise of traffic and disputes reach.

The living room is dim, lit only by the light of the TV. The sound is turned down low. Upbeat music and exciting battle themes, barely loud enough to hear over the rain. Your character runs around on the screen. The controllers sit comfortably in your hands, and Sylus rests comfortably in your arms.

It’s a lazy night in. You wanted to return to a game you haven’t played in a while, a Pokemon game. Sylus decided to join you, if only to cuddle. Which is how you ended up laid back against one of the couch armrests, and how Sylus ended up sprawled across the length of the couch, his arms wrapped under your back and his head on your chest. When you get into a battle and can play one-handed, your other hand finds its way into his hair. Those are his favorite moments. Your quiet confidence or underlying anxiety about the fight on screen, all the while your fingers thread through his silky hair, nails scratching lightly at his scalp. You always win. He hasn’t seen you lose a single battle yet, even though you make a habit of saving before the important ones just in case.

For now though, you’re exploring one of the wide open areas. Little creatures hop around the grass. Some occasionally chase you around. One manages to catch up, starting up the battle theme. In one hit, the fight is done.

A blue screen comes up with one of your Pokemon in the center. A blue and black bird with red eyes that you’d had since the very start of the game, affectionately named Mephisto. He’d teased you initially, saying it looked nothing like his beloved surveillance pet. You get giddy beneath him, sitting up slightly and playing with his hair as Mephisto is bathed in white. In its place, a large black raven appears.

You tap against his back to get his attention. “See? Doesn’t it look like Mephie now?”

He grins softly. “It does. You were right, sweetie.”

“Mhm.” You linger on the screen for a minute, just looking at your newly evolved partner. “D’you think you’d have one of these for a Pokemon?”

“I already have one mechanical bird, and he’s much more reasonably sized.”

You snicker, finally clicking off the screen. You pick a move to be replaced with Steel Wing. Then your hand leaves his hair, and you continue running around the digital world.

“What Pokemon would you have?” he asks. He scoots himself up further, pressing his face into your neck, nuzzling against your collarbones. He’s such a cat. You almost expect him to make biscuits against your stomach.

You rest your head against his. You can feel your eyes starting to get heavy. Lids starting to droop. You stubbornly play on. Just a little longer. You don’t want to get up yet, not when Sylus’s weight presses down on you so perfectly and his lips brush your neck like delicate flower petals. A yawn slips through, regardless. “I don’t know. I guess it depends.”

He hums. “On what?”

“Whether I’m a gym leader or a normal trainer or, like, a normal person.”

You can feel the curve of his smile on your skin. He loves when you’re passionate about your interests. When you put more thought into it than others would. “All of them. What’d be different?”

You wrap your arms tighter around him, mindlessly going into menus and healing your Pokemon team as you think. “Well, if I was a gym leader, I’d be a ghost one - easy. And I’d have a Mimikyu, and maybe a Chandelure. Hmm, an Aegislash. And my ace would be a Dragapult.”

“Mhm.”

“And if I was a trainer, I’d want a balanced team of my favs. I’d still have Dragapult, and a Vaporeon, and a Mephisto.” He huffs a laugh. “And three others… And I’d train them all and be friends with them all.”

You’ve lingered on your Bag’s menu screen for a while now. You hug him a little tighter, muffling a yawn as you rest your eyes for a moment.

“If I was just a normal person… I don’t know what I’d wanna do. For a job. ‘Cause there’d be no Wanderers for me to deal with… Maybe I’d have a cute little cottage. I think if I did, I wouldn’t wanna have a fight-y Pokemon. Just one that I can chill with…”

He kisses your pulse. Squeezes you around the waist. “What would it be?”

You hum sleepily. “If you were a Pokemon, what would you be, Sy-sy?”

“I don’t know. Why?”

“I’d want my Pokemon to be you…”

“What if I lived in that cottage with you, as myself?”

“Then we could have a Mephie…” you murmur. The soothing sound of the rain has caught up with you. Your breathing becomes rhythmic, long and slow and even. The controller slips from your fingers. He catches it from hitting the floor with his Evol, depositing it safely on the coffee table. Your hands, now free, gravitate back to his hair. You play limly with the hair at the nape of his neck, petting the shorter hair at the back of his head. “An’ a Dragapult…”

He chuckles, low and content. He nods slightly. “Okay. We’ll have a Dragapult. That must be your favorite, hm, kitten?”

You rub your cheek against his head. “You’re my favorite…”

“You’re my favorite, too.” He hugs you tighter. “Sweet dreams, my beloved.”

“Mnmm… G’nigh’, Sy-sy…”

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melody-of-qinju · 1 month ago

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Dad!Sylus with Pregnant S/O HCs

(Ft Luke, Kieran & Mephie)

This has lil bits from the main story too.

TW: (Inaccurate) Pregnancy, Childbirth.

❤️ - You know those 2 voicelines of Sylus going "What?" in that Sleep Mask phone call?. That's his reaction when you told him you were pregnant.

❤️ - He didn't think being a parent was possible for him, bc of how he lives. Being with you is his greatest blessing, his greatest treasure, his biggest change and that was more than enough for him. Now he's being blessed with this?, he honestly couldn't believe it.

❤️ - Sometimes you would have these sudden bursts of affection for Sylus. You would wrap your arms around his bicep or torso, looking up at him with that adorable face he could never say 'No' to.

❤️ - If you allowed him, he would look in your eyes to see what your desires were in these moments. He felt a massive ache in his chest when he saw how one of your desires was hoping he would still love you even if your body was changing.

Sylus: If only you could see my desires for you. You wouldn't even think of such foolish things...

❤️ - The brain fog is REAL. Sometimes you would struggle finding the right words to describe something, or whenever Sylus or the twins talk to you about anything, you would give them half-hearted answers. They don't mind this, especially Sylus who thinks it's adorable. You don't need to stress on being articulate to get your point across.

Sylus: What would you like to do tomorrow?

"Ooo can we try that cake place with the...*pinches brows* what's that grabby thing called again?"

Sylus: ...The claw machine?

"...yes"

❤️ - If you're having twins, oh boy, Luke and Kieran are never gonna let you and Sylus live this one down.

❤️ - One time you saw Mephisto set up a little nest of his own, in the center were little turquoise gems that were almost egg shaped. You started tearing up and told Sylus about how Mephie wants to be a dad too. Begging him to make baby mechanical crows for Mephie, Sylus would just raise a brow at you.

Sylus: You can make origami crows Sweetie, or I can make them as wind up toys.

❤️ - Sylus would be clingy AF. He couldn't keep his hands off your baby bump, always trying to feel any kicks.

Sylus: Their kicks will be powerful like their father's.

"Don't tempt them Sylus!"

❤️ - He would always try and make you laugh or giggle, and when he succeeds you get mildly annoyed and tell him to stop bc your laughter is shaking your baby bump.

"Ah, see!, now they're kicking up a storm!. Now they're already annoyed with you!"

Sylus: Oh no, I wonder who they got that from~

❤️ - Sometimes he would jokingly ask if the baby/babies arrived yet knowing very well your due date is weeks away.

Sylus: Tell them their father wishes to see them, and that his patience is running thin.

"My evol isn't telepathy Sylus, and they can take their sweet time..."

Sylus: ....you also want to see them now too, don't you?

"Your impatience is making me impatient!"

❤️ - In the beginning of your relationship, no matter how much Sylus encourages you, you never ask anything of anyone in the base. Now that you're pregnant you didn't hesitate to make Sylus and the twins your little servants, he wouldn't have it any other way. He even made the twins wear pink aprons like him, it made you laugh again.

❤️ - Hearing your voice isn't the only thing that brings Sylus peace. When you're both lying in bed, he would press his ear against your baby bump, listening to their little heartbeats, bringing a smile to his face as he falls asleep.

❤️ - One time, Mephisto was curious and slowly perched on your lap while you were reading, he started leaning in trying to listen to your baby bump aswell. You started tearing up again.

❤️ - You and Sylus would be playing a very intense round of Kitty Cards or Chess (like that fan made video or the main story) so the winner gets to name their kids.

❤️ - Be not afraid!. 'Mr.Ten Steps Ahead' already thought up several different plans for your children(s) future. From "What college should I enroll them in?" to "Which gun would they like?"

"Parenting isn't supposed to be easy Sylus, you're sure you can handle everything, especially the teen years?"

Sylus: As long as you're by my side Sweetie, anything is easy.

(I low-key hate this one ngl...)

❤️ - Luke and Kieran tried to do a gender reveal explosion in the N109 Zone, emphasis on "tried". You splashed them with water, Mephie pecked their heads, Sylus almost evaporated them.

❤️ - If Sylus couldn't be there for one of your ultrasound check ups, you would get Mephisto to show a photo/recording show him.

❤️ - The day/night your water broke was when you, Sylus and the twins were in the gaming pods. Thank the heavens you had a pad on. They were so immersed in the game they were playing, they almost didn't notice you were afk, and you also hear Sylus being somewhat caring with the twins in voice chat, you almost felt bad and wanted to wait for the game to finish, until you felt contractions kicking in.

Kieran: Aww, Boss' fatherly instincts is coming in full swing~

Luke: If he can deal with us, he can deal with any chaotic children.

Sylus: ...you two-

"Um, guys...sorry to interrupt...but my water broke a while ag-

Sylus, Luke, Kieran: WHAT?!

Mephie: CAW?!

❤️ - No matter how you want to deliver the baby/babies, whether it's at home or in a hospital, through a natural birth or a c-section, using epidural or not, Sylus will support you all the way. He'll make sure you won't get mistreated. You can break every bone in his hand, he can handle the pain (Sylus internally: 🥲).

❤️ - That adorable sound of Sylus holding in his laughter also sounds like he's tearing up too (I'm sorry 😭). Which was his reaction to seeing your newborn(s) for the first time.

❤️ - The moment the baby/babies are born, he already has a wine bottle brewing for them when they grow up, like the wine bottle he gifted you.

❤️ - Mephie would perch on the frame of the baby crib either just curiously watching your newborn(s) or play with them, holding a toy or a pacifier with his beak.

A/N: Aaaaand that's all folks, thank you for reading!.

First off, I'm so sorry for the delay, this mild sickness is making me so bloody distracted from everything, I say mild bc I still have my appetite.

Second, yes I googled what crows eggs look like for Mephie's hc, then I searched what gems closely resemble them 🤣.

Third, sore throats suck, chest infections suck, phlegm SUCKS, all in that order. Byeeee.

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donutfloats · 10 months ago

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Hi! She was so confident on the way to ask for a kiss and ended up getting nervous hehe

By entering the proximity of Mephis’ Kissing Booth with the intent of kissing, you run the risk of being grabbed by their Eldritch arm

#I FORGOR THEIR CROWN NOOO #very sowwy #cotl kissing booth

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starlightkwan · 1 day ago

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pink pretty bows- sylus qin

in which you give sylus a new nickname and a cute pink bow

fluff, word count: 640 ish

warnings: none (pls lmk if you spot any!) info: sylus is a lovesick fool, the twins and mephisto mentioned

notes: LuLu is lowkey what i call sylus- i forget he's meant to be the big bad leader of onychinus, pic above is LuLu in said pink bow :)

Sylus. A name that is so feared in the N109 zone, one that makes people shudder in fear or one that makes people worship the ground that he walks on. It’s a name that everyone knows, but only a select few are actually able to put a face to the name. Even the great Hunter’s Association is unable to put a face to the almighty name of Sylus. They only know him as Skye, a humble fruit vendor.

He may be a man with a height that puts most of the male population to shame, a man with a jawline that can cut paper but he’s your Sylus. He enjoys listening to vinyls, helps animals in need (you insist that Sylus is secretly a Disney princess but he disagrees) and almost always indulges in your every whim.

That’s why it’s not much of a surprise when he allows you to put on a cute pink bow on him. You cheer happily, running off to your vanity to grab the bow from your extensive collection. It sits perfectly on nim, the baby pink colour perfectly accentuating the light pink flush on his cheeks as you sing his praises on how pretty he looks.

“LuLu, you look so good! You’re a pretty princess! All you need is a dress and you could be cast in the next Sleeping Beauty movie!” You beam, gracefully bowing at the new princess in town.

“I put a pink bow on my head and that's all it takes for me to go from Sylus to LuLu? What happened to ‘baby’ or ‘my love’?” He pouts and you swear his bow slightly droops in sadness.

“Do you not like it?” You ask, looking up at him with doe eyes.

“No of course not, sweetie. It’s a wonderful nickname. It’s just new, I just need a little time to adjust to it, that’s all.” Sylus gives in, pressing a soft kiss on the crown of your head.

“Great! Can you do a quick twirl for me please, LuLu?” You plead, your hands clasped tightly together.

Without saying anything, he turns around very slowly, letting you take in all the angles of him and his bow. You hear footsteps from the kitchen, and a quiet conversation between two very familiar voices. “Bossman, would you like to play that game that we- huh?” The twins make their way into the room and stand in silence. Even with their masks on, you just know their mouths are wide open in shock.

“LuLu, why did you stop moving? You haven’t properly shown me the back of the bow yet!”

“Lulu?” The twins exclaim in unison, looking at each other in confusion before their gazes fall back on Sylus.

Sylus silently continues his turn, facing you again and flashing you a quick grin before turning back around to face the twins. “Not a word.” He points and the poor twins nod obediently.

“Have you guys seen my phone anywhere? I want to take some pictures of our pretty princess before he takes off his bow.” You ask, searching your pockets but all you hear is a quiet chorus of no.

A loud caw and violent flapping of feathers makes its way into the room. Mephisto. “Have you seen my phone anywhere, Mephi?” You are greeted with a bunch of caws, where you vaguely understand that you left it somewhere in the dining hall. Mephisto’s ruby eyes suddenly gain a strange white shine to them and he frantically flaps his wings. He circles around Sylus, cawing happily.

“Send the footage to me once you’re finished, Mephi!” Kieran requests.

“What is he doing? Is he doing some kind of bird happy dance?” You look at Kieran, pointing at the hyperactive mechanical crow.

“He’s taking videos of me.” Sylus sighs. “Once this is done, you’re getting a reboot.” You hear a sad coo from the crow.

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