#silas — interactions

[thekingswench]

Soft™ 🥰 - Ira & Silas

Ira wasn't paying attention to him. In fact, he wasn't paying attention to anything, because he was reading. That was all well and good. A book, seemingly interesting? Fine. A book, interesting, while Silas was there? Unacceptable.

No one else was paying attention. In fact, most everyone actively avoided Silas and his werewolf these days, in the hectic tidal wave of his father's campaign, which was fine. Silas rather liked not being bothered. What he did not like was not having Ira pay attention to him.

A hand skitters across Ira's lap, touching inseam and zipper before falling lower, stopping at a knee. Silas squeezes, face caught in faux boredom, and continues scrolling through his phone.

[thekingswench]

@origamirp

Okay, yeah, saying he's clean in the middle of the main event might have sounded a bit dumb, but Silas had wanted to make sure Ira knew. For a lot of reasons, really, but mainly because he wants the other man to be comfortable. Still, Ira's comment makes a chuckle escape, and Silas grins, small and quick. "Well, for your sake I hope not. I hear they're a bitch." Silas, himself, had never had an STD, nor did he want them. And, perhaps this was snobbish, but he'd rather stay away from anyone who did; to him, that spoke of someone who didn't care or who wasn't careful.

The distraction does the trick though. Silas can feel when Ira's body relaxes, all but melting down into the mattress. That, too, had been the intention. He tenses again once Silas is seated fully inside, a small, pained noise escaping. Silas stills, then, and lets him adjust.

A snort escapes, amused more than anything and, perhaps a little fond, when Ira starts cursing, pushing back against Silas to get their skin flush, his cock buried all the way inside. "There he is," Silas croons, a crooked grin taking over his face when he sees the fangs, the wolf's eyes. That's what he'd wanted, after all.

"Breathe for me, sweetheart, c'mon," he says, pulling out as he readjusts his grip on Ira's leg, braces his other hand against the mattress. Then, he snaps his hips forward, groaning when he's enveloped in tight heat again and again. "You feel fuckin' perfect."

thekingswench​:

Silas feels the edge of his lip curl upward, a brief showing of teeth. He doesn’t know if Ira can see it, but that’s alright. He doesn’t need to. When Ira nods at him, eyes closed only a few moments before, Silas nods back. He knows very well that the werewolf could throw him across the room if he didn’t like something Silas did. The question remained of if he would.

“No, just…stating a fact,” Silas says, leaning over Ira again to grab the lube and a condom. He tears the packaging and rolls the condom onto himself before slicking himself up with lube. “I’m clean, for the record. I test regularly, and if you’d ever like those results I’ll give them to you.”

Maybe this wouldn’t be something to share now, in the midst of it all, but there were other ways to get someone off without fucking them. He also knew that Ira had sustained trauma. Silas didn’t need to add to it.

It doesn’t seem like he will, though, because Ira is shifting and Silas moves with him, using the leg wrapped loose around his hip to push forward, one hand balancing on the bed beside the other man. Ira’s hand at his neck pulls him down, close, so when he pushes inside, Silas’s mouth is on Ira’s, kissing him again.

Again Ira snorts, maybe it would be weirder for him if Silas just stopped his overall brattish attitude around him. Having him speak to him like he usual does, in the middle of sex, it definitely helps for him to make this situation seem less weird. He tries to just focus on Silas, watching him, concentrating on feeling those fingers work him open so patiently. “I.. really, the last thing I worry about right now is if you give a std to me.” He appreciates the information though, it’s not needed in this moment but he knows Silas just says it to be most honest with him. “I.. am a werewolf. I heal I don’t even think I can get.. sick like that.” He didn’t actually know what he was immune to. “But I am clean too..” Yeah this stupid little conversation was distracting enough, so where the males lips on his own and Ira finds himself melting into the mattress when the other finally enters him. He is groaning in between lips, a little, pained noise but nothing he couldn’t handle. Its only the first moment that has him tense up, legs wrapping fully around Silas the moment he is buried inside of him. “Fuck..” He mumbled softly, head sinking back into the mattress, hand moving through his dark hair. “God.. this.. fuck.” He is a bit at loss of words, feeling Silas is much nicer than these fingers and he finds himself surprised by it. he is pushing back slightly, just so the human is buried completely inside of him, while looking up at Silas, his fangs are showing, eyes flashing. “Feels bigger than it looks though..” His tone is teasing again, some of his nervousness gone.

[moeblob]

What if I drew art then almost forgot to post it to tumblr?

Ice cold take (get it) - Flora deserved more supports. Less common take, probably - ice tribe should have had fangs as a treat to me personally.

[clowningcrows]

lol just saw a lesbian nsft blog that has “men dni” on every single post and yet their pinned post says, “this doesnt include trans men, since that isn’t clear for some reason” like hello????

[lacunafiction]

is Bee a little spoon? Feel like they would want to hug onto the MC and mayhaps hold onto MC forever.

Hi Returning Visitors,

I hope you're having a great start to April! 💐 While I do have a few funny questions about the TFS characters, I was in the mood for something softer today. This is also a public post on TFS Patreon. 🌲

As for cuddling, it might depend on your Returning Visitor's preferences, but in general:

Either works for B! They want you to express your preference first to ensure your comfort level since this is new. They're just happy to be cuddling you. 😌 B would have a very soft look on their face and will pull you near or tuck closer after the two of you settle down.

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Hmm, S would probably be okay with either so long as they also get to hold your hand while you're cuddling together. I could see a slight preference for big spoon with them. They enjoy wrapping the MC up in their arms or pulling them back against their chest to rest/unwind.

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The Verner heir is a butter knife or a grapefruit spoon... >.> R can sometimes bea little spoon, not that they would ever call it that, and they would shuffle around for a while before settling next to you to be held, silently daring you to say something about it. R likes (craves) the contact! They seek out the reassurance of touch, so being held or holding the MC satisfies what has been missing and overlooked in the recent past. (Ms. Verner hasn't hugged her child in years, and R isn't used to the softer, gentler side of physical intimacy.) It's more likely to happen—to be expressed—deeper in romance when their guard lowers some. 🖤👀

In general, they just prefer you both to be wrapped up in each other, molten spoons!

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J tends to be the big spoon. They like to hold you very close and have you near. On occasion, our Detective would actually really love to be the little spoon after long days at work or if they just need to be held, preferably tucked away in your arms and knowing you won't let go. It's a rarity, but when it happens, you'll know how much J missed you. (Bonus points if you play with their hair, which can help them relax, if not melt, even further into your hold.)

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JR's cuddling somewhat depends on the MC's preference, but R likes to be in the middle or have you in the middle, while J tends to be on one of the sides. R is determined to have contact with both of you! 😏 J is more lowkey about this, draping an arm over the two of you or occasionally resting a gentle hand so they know you're there. Deeper in romance, R will be able to pick up, if not sense, when J needs to be in the center. They'll ensure that J gets that time and affection.

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Mal is already known for having an encompassing presence that ensnares the MC. This is only reinforced by their scenes in Book Two that can significantly deepen the romance route. Our beloved red flag might turn into a blanket for those who treat them right. 💞 They'll want the MC firmly entrenched within their space by either holding them to their chest or allowing themself to be held. Regardless, Mal returns any attention tenfold. Big spoon, little spoon, switchblade, etc. As long as they're with you, Mal doesn't really care about the positions.

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[thekingswench]

@nyctcphiliacs

Goddamnit.

Silas rolls his eyes, sighs, but leans against the door jamb, nevertheless. Once Sam got it into her mind to talk about something, she would, and damn anyone else who said otherwise. "For the record, no one ever said it was an issue before." He gives a bit of a bitter grin, shrugs a shoulder. "But continue telling me how amazing my taste is."

"Well, now that you brought it up I wanted to talk about you showing up unannounced," Bright grin is flashed at him before her head is turning to look at the item in question, "Oh, good choice. I knew you had good taste, poor judgement but god taste," before fingers are plucking at an item and slipping it over shoulders.

[the-trinket-witch]

Silas and Rajesh during that one interaction you did:

I can't stop making shitty edits somebody help me 😭

been meaning to actually try doodling Old Men together, and I likely got a LOT wrong with Silas BUT I hope it was partial at least

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[skepticalcatfrog]

What relationships do you wish we had gotten to see/see more of in the Secret Shanghai books?

For me it's Benedikt and Roma because I just find it so interesting how their relationship changes over the course of specifically the first two books as more and more things happen to cause a rift between them. They're just so interesting to me.

[silawastaken]

CRYING AND SCREAMING...

10k hits??? I'm going to actually explode

This is my second fic to get this popular, but it took months after finishing it for the blonde dazai au to get anywhere near this

Considering the soulmate au is still ongoing, this is absolutely insane

I'm so grateful to everyone who's been reading, this really did start off as a self indulgent idea that I wasn't sure I was ever going to follow through with and now I have actual friends so :D crazy what fanfic can get you huh

I don't know if this is actually as big of a deal as I'm making it, but I'm so happy and so glad that people have been liking it as much as they have

[thekingswench]

@orikamious

Ira didn't say anything when Silas moved closer, nor when he settles into his side, but he took offense with his asking when their flight could board? A soft laugh escapes before Silas could stop it, and he moves away so he can look Ira in the eye.

"I'm not lookin' at the clock," he says, simply, shrugging a shoulder. "I have much nicer things to look at, after all." Then, Silas smiles, and it spreads slowly across his face before being broken by a yawn. "I am tired of layovers, though. I want to be home already." With you, where people won't make you so damn tense, he doesn't say, though it crosses his mind to.

Sighing a bit, Silas nods, running a hand through his hair, pouting slightly when Ira gets up, taking all his warmth with him. "'M tired, and you're comfortable. Sue me for wanting some attention," he quips, resisting the urge to stick out a tongue like the child Ira was calling him. He stands and stretches, sighing a bit when his shoulders pop. "Dunno, but we can probably walk for a bit, take a look around?" Normally, there'd be a dirty comment somewhere in there, but Silas didn't have it in him right now.

thekingswench​:

Silas didn’t whine at being ignored but it was a very near thing. He wanted attention, not for Ira to keep. reading. It was fine, though, he’d be fine. Really. He promised.

….no. No it wasn’t fine. Silas sighs, slightly, and fidgety in his seat, using his arm on Ira’s lap to scoot himself higher into his own seat, sitting close to the werewolf. Silas was tired, yes, but he also just wanted to be home. Wanted to be in his own bed and not have Ira be so damn edgy all the time.

It was his job, Silas knew that, but it didn’t make it any better, some days.

Silas stops fondling the man and, instead, slides a hand in his jacket pocket, dropping his head onto Ira’s shoulder in an uncharacteristic display. He was tired, sure, but he knew if he tried to sleep that Ira would watch over them both.

“How much longer until our flight boards,” he asks, snuggling his cheek into the space between Ira’s neck and shoulder.

With ignoring Silas, Ira at least got the male to stop touching at his thigh or crotch which he definitely appreciated. He could just continue reading, though of course the other kept moving until he was much closer to him. He didn’t fight Silas, if the male wanted to lean onto him that sure as hell was okay because well, people did that all the time, right? It didn’t mean anything. Besides that, it was just him travelling with Silas, no one else and all these strangers had no damn clue what kind of relationship they had. So maybe he could be a little less tense? Again Ira flipped the page, only to close the book after letting out a big sigh. “You asked me that exact question 15 minutes ago.” Why he could tell? Because there was a damn big clock for them to watch and he had looked up at it exactly fifteen minutes ago… when Silas asked him about their boarding. “Half an hour? If our flight doesn’t get cancelled or has more.. delay.” He licked his lower lip shortly. “Let us grab something to eat.. maybe that distracts you enough so you stop acting like a damn kid.” He raised a brow, looking back at the human. “How is someone supposed to read when you’re that much of an annoying brat.” He pointed out before pushing himself to his feet, giving his body a good stretch. “What do you want to eat?”

[quasip]

Harbinger of the Apocalypse- Silas Laeratin from "One Knight Stand" by @oneknightstand-if

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that."

Decided to put my insane ramblings in the readmore because, man, I have some thoughts and I don't want my tags to look like a bloated monstrosity.

First of course I have to praise this wonderful work. The customization is astounding but what I really enjoyed was the flavor dialogue. Sometimes it's subtle but it flows so naturally that it really makes you feel that you have a person as an MC. The world and characters feel real and alive and like they've got their own thing going on. Also the EXTREME PARANOIA I get reading dialogue or looking at answers to asks is fun in a masochistic way. What are the lies? The truths? Who knows! All I know is I'm going to have a mental freak out by the end of it and I'll be thankful for the ride.

Anyway, back to my precious fae(ry) boy, too good for this world (maybe. Backstory still pending). Surely being a trusting bleeding heart will not backfire at all in the apocalyptic game of Amoung Us. Honestly the characters are all so good so I can only imagine that I'm going to scream no matter who ends up being the traitor (side eyes Merlin). At least he'll always have his trusty iron lamp and Audrey III! No, he isn't a masochist why do you ask?

Anyway, Silas Laeratin. Changeling. Taken from an abusive home and placed in the care of a loving if aging couple. I headcanon this is where he decided to be a paramedic, taking care of these people who loved him despite his weirdness and scars until their end. He wants to help people like he was helped. He wants to be human and if he stops helping, stops being near them maybe he'll forget what that means. Smoking and sleeping help dampen that worry. Reminds him of "home".

Also lucid dreaming because that sounds like a massively fae skill. Buzzing around dreams. Wish we could drag the others in front of Arthur in the dream for a Royal Vibe Check but alas. Hard way it is. Also poor Arthur man. Silas just wants to go into the dream so he can talk and hangout with the poor guy. Seems like he can use some company that isn't an unknowable horror.

Adrian is his gardening and fencing friend! Partners in nerdism and carnivorous plant propaganda. It's so fun teasing him. No crush but man is it enjoyable to see this man flustered. I think Silas would like to say outlandish things to get this man to smile. Also tease him with tongue twisters and riddles. I apologize for all the times he's going to have to potato sack Silas away from suicidally trying to help someone. Or sleeping with Merlin which is probably what he's going to do if offered in Chapter 3. The side eye Silas is going to get will be legendary. Sorry Adrian. Not my fault Merlin is stupid hot and also funny.

[ookikufurikabutte]

dark urge

[valkyriehymns]

open for : f, femme presenting nb muse : silas henderson. 30. cowboy. plot : our muses are exes who dated for 6 years, your muse broke it off as silas always refused to tie the knot. now your muse is getting married to someone less than a year later and silas is confronting them.

" really ? six years together and you're going to marry some guy you barely know ? "

[lacunafiction]

How would the ROs react to someone asking for their number when they are dating the MC? 

Hi Anon,

I hope you’re doing well.

For this ask, we are going to pretend cellphones are common in Fernweh despite the lacking signal. :D

B: I feel like B might actually almost give it before realizing this was meant in a romantic way. Let the backpedaling begin! “Oh yeah, I'll add you too. My partner has all the heart emojis though. They are also, like, my emergency contact, so... What's your name again??” Hopefully, their sheepish flush isn't misinterpreted as a blush. It was an accident! They are going to tell you once you come back and/or rescue them.

S: “I’ll pass, but thanks.” Polite, nonchalance helps to soften S's rejection, although any persistence/insistence from their admirer will cause S's sharp wit to leave a mark. They will likely try to create some distance after that answer, walking away or going back to reading, etc.

R: “483-003-21—My partner will kill you." 🥴 No hesitation with shutting the person down with a slightly playful edge to it. Yes, they would say this even about the sweetest and shyest MC just to make it clear that they aren't available or interested. R doesn't understand how the person missed the hint from earlier, but they are willing to remind them. 

J: “...I don't have a phone.” 😐 Very calm, possibly too calm, and neutral. Before the person could even ask for their number, J was starting to look for you since they lost interest while still not yet cluing into their admirer's infatuation with them. If the person insists, J leaves. They don't have time for this and would much prefer finding you again. (Also, yeah, J has a phone, only very few people know their number.) 

Mal: “Now why would you want my number when your phone's broken?” The admirer might grow confused, lighting up the screen of their phone to prove a point, just in time to see Mal's polished smile turn sharper. They get the hint and back off, possibly backing away. Zero tolerance from Mal, especially since this person must have timed asking them this question given how busy our enigmatic server can be.

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[stefanoasalvatore]

@bittenlore

🩸 → stefan salvatore didn't want to spend another minute in the boarding house tonight, it felt too warm, too suffocating... every nerve ending alive he wanted relief that wouldn't come. all he wanted was to rip out a throat, to indulge in the relief of drinking directly from the source - but he couldn't let that be his lasting mark - not one last bloody night to end it all. so he went on a walk, hoping the night air would refresh him, help him clear his mind before he settled in for the rest.

wishful thinking, and he might have even been able to convince himself it was really working... until he saw himself standing nearby.

"thought i'd see someone else... when the hallucinations started."

maybe his mother, or his father... a younger version of his brother, before things had gone so wrong... maybe even katherine or klaus, but looking himself in the face, well, that was a new fresh hell.

"ghost of sins past, i assume?"