#sy-fri

[syluspen]

thinking about despite how sylus is the most feared figure in the N109 zone, i can't help but ksksks over the fact that he would bend down if it's you. like he is his own boss, but when you come into the picture, all of that gets thrown out of the window and is at your whim.

he entertains your silly ideas, even though it's very out of character for him. i also think he's going to fuel your silly ideas more, such as when you want to do something new that's out of your comfort zone, expect that this man is going to gently encourage you and will be there with you to do it.

"sy, what if we do cosplay in public?"

not another word. he's already on his phone going over your cosplay outfits in your cart and had them shipped as soon as possible.

despite this, he still have that authoritative or dominant aura you know. like in situations where he has to step in and decide for the both of you, especially since it concerns your well-being.

"but sy, i want to have fried chicken :("

"i will cook you a better one tonight, sweetie. you've been feeding off on chicken for days now."

"okay, it better be more delicious than fried chicken >:("

and this man never disappoints.

random thoughts about sylus again before i suffer through my research assignments 🫶

[srbachchan]

DAY 6080

Jalsa, Mumbai Oct 10, 2024/Oct 11 Thu/Fri 1:62 am

many offered to tell me the time was wrong .. but it was past midnight and so I did 1:62 am .. could not understand , so I shall understand now and seek forgiveness .. maybe it should read .. 00:62 or what .. how does one write if its one o clock in the morning of the next day after midnight .. 1:62 am is the one o clock of the Friday 11th October !! .. so how is it supposed to be written !!

🪔 ,

October 11 .. wishes to the Ef sharers of the day of birth : Ef Jasbir Singh Kapoor .. Ef Krishil Rajpal .. Ef Tatiana .. Ef Syed Imrul Kais (aka Anup) from Bangladesh - Dhaka 🇧🇩 .. Ef Anu Gupta from USA 🇺🇲 .. Ef Anusha Bansal from Delhi (aka ABY BABY) .. Ef Dilip Jasani .. Ef Panna Vyas .. happiness to all .. 🙏🏻❤️🚩

Birthday - EF Jasbir Singh Kapoor / Krishil Rajpal/ Tatiana Ef Friday, 11 October

the day of birth .. and another day in its knowing that the celebration at that time was different to the time now ..

and the most revered gift that comes to me is from the City of Wroclaw , Poland ..

wait and decide if my words ring true ..

The City of Wroclaw, Poland as you all may know gave me the Ambassador declaration of the City during my last visit there .. it is the City of Literature also and they have placed a molding of Babuji on their main Square .. it is also the City of Elfs and they honoured Babuji with this statue .. they have also named a Square-Street after Babuji, the Harivansh Rai Bachchan street square ..

AND ..

As a gift from the City they have sent me for this day a most loving generous and overwhelming gift ..

Young musicians play the violin as a respect to Babuji 's Madhushala the tune in which he sang it .. at all the prominent locations of the City .. it is a most humbling and overwhelming gesture .. and words fail me in expressing my emotion at this point :

To my dearest Ef's that have been waiting for me since last night and been putting up banners and decorations about Jalsa .. I have no words to express my love and gratitude .. thank you seems so small .. but I shall meet you shortly at the GOJ .. perhaps a little later in the DAY .. for right now am busy with the family and the staff at work ..

I am not working today - wish I was - but KBC and the entire show has done surprise elements which overtook me by complete surprise .. and again my gratitude to all that take so much trouble to give me their love ..

I pray for the wellness of all ..

And shall shortly be giving my prayers and respects to Ma and Babuji ..

Bear with me for today ..

अपने सभी इफ़ Ef को मैं हृदय से अपना आभार प्रकट करता हूँ - कितना आप सब मेरे लिये करते हैं, इसका मैं नहीं समझ सकता कि मैंने ऐसा क्या किया है, जिससे मुझे इतना स्नेह आप सब देते हैं ।

बस आपका स्नेह इसी तरह बना रहे, और मुझ अवसर मिलता रहे कि मैं आपके स्नेह का अधिकारी बन सकूँ

❤️

🙏

अमिताभ बच्चन

Amitabh Bachchan

[starchbean]

Shen Yuan Breaks the System - Mom AU

In an AU where SY's level of Spite is high enough to defy physics, he fries the system on his way into PIDW. It doesn't get the chance to put him into SQQ. All he cares about as he is bounced like a Ping-Pong ball through the void is thinking of Binghe.

Eventually, his soul finds an anchor that accepts it. He wakes up in the body of a frail washer woman with Luo Binghe sobbing over him. This body is just as chronically ill as his former life, and he feels like he has been hit by a truck. All his organs hurt, but Binghe assures him that it's alright--Binghe is here. Binghe hand feeds him congee and holds him tight, calling him Mama and promising to take better care of him from now on.

SY knows that he doesn't have long in this new life. A few months at most. He tells Binghe everything he can--that he's a demon, how to survive Cang Qiong without hurting himself, who he can and can't trust, and most importantly he tells him about the Holy Mausoleum, which can be used to revive someone.

When SY dies, LBH finds Mobei and gets him to freeze + preserve his mother's body (It's less perfect than the preservation of SQQ's body in SVSSS, but it works in a pinch)

Many years later, when Washerwoman-SY wakes up, there's a woman's soft voice in the back of his mind that also feels like part of him--like a seamless integration. The voice is just as protective of Binghe as he is...

[ramp-it-up]

II Most Wanted Pt. 3: Drivin’ you crazy...

Pairing: Syverson x OFC Reader "Buttercup" (w/ Betty Bronco)

Summary: Sy tells his story and you tell yours. And all of that pent up feeling has to go somewhere, right?

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. S MUT, Angst, pining, fluff. Mentions of teenage pregnancy, cheating, deception, divorce, breakups., self-destructive behaviors, fighting, promiscuity, mentally abusive relationships, miscarriage. Army life. Old automobiles, a 20 year high school reunion, a drive-in, red meat and french fries, dirty talk, voice kink, mentions of masturbation, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), grown ppl getting NASTY in the back of a car, graphic depictions of sex acts.

Read at your own risk.  Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

A/N:  This is the third installment of II Most Wanted. I'm in love with these two; they are bringing my cold dead writer heart back to life. If you like it, please reblog and comment.

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Previous part

—--

You let Sy’s arm go and settled in for the ride once you got to State Route 405. The window was down and you were making waves in the wind, just like you used to do all those years ago. 

Sy looked over at you and felt something that he couldn’t name at that moment, and the feeling intensified when you reached up and pulled your hair out of the chignon, letting it go wild in the wind. 

He didn’t know he made a sound in his throat as he admired how you looked in the moonlight. You looked back over at him, hair whipping around your face; gorgeous.

“What?”

He realized that he was grateful that you agreed to come with him at all. He said something instead of what he was feeling.

“You hungry?”

You looked out to the highway and smiled at the road.

“Looks like you already know the answer to that.”

Sy nodded at you, a slight smile on his lips. He felt the familiar rhythm of you two falling back in sync. Didn’t seem like two decades at all. 

“Just checking.”

After a comfortably silent ten minute ride, you pulled up at Cardin’s Drive-Thru, an institution in your town. You grinned at Sy.

“The world is your oyster, order anything you want.”

He waved his hand toward the menu on his side of the car and you giggled at the familiar phrase. You scooted closer to him on the bench seat. 

“Sorry. I wear glasses now. Didn’t bring them.”

Sy didn’t know why the image of you in glasses got him hard. You glanced at him as you leaned over him to look at the menu to see if it had changed. He took in your breasts as you gave him a view of your cleavage as you leaned over his lap. Lord, give him strength.

“No worries at all, Buttercup.”

His voice was gruff and you felt his breath on your face as you closed your eyes and took a whiff of burgers and fries and Sy.

Sy was practicing all of his restraint as you stayed close to him to look at the menu.

“I want…”

That voice did something to Sy, and he had to shift in his seat. You and that damn cute look of curiosity didn’t help the situation in his pants either. 

“I want… a Smokey Burger and a chocolate shake please!” 

You were as happy as a clam.

“Y’know. I’ve had dreams about Cardin’s burgers, especially since I stopped eating red meat two years ago. But you know what, tonight seems to be all about “Fuck It!” 

Sy raised his eyebrow at you.

“You just ordered a burger with double patties and bacon.”

“Yep,” You popped the p. “I know.” 

You grinned at him and he shook his head.

“Still living dangerously, I see.”

You raised your chin.

“I’m still living,” you replied.

An understanding passed between you.

“Amen.”

Sy stretched his long arm out of the window to press the button and order, and you were staring at his forearms again. Don’t be such a slut, you thought.

“Yes, we need a Smokey Burger, a chocolate shake, a Huge Burger, no onions, and an extra large Frenchy fries, with a large Dr. Enuf.”

He smirked at you after the order was confirmed.

“It’s a given that you would come for my Frenchy fries.”

Sy gave you a short history about the ownership of the legendary drive-in, and how the new owners were long time residents who vowed to restore its former glory, including the world famous Frenchy fries.

“Well, Cardin’s fries are legendary, but I have to be careful. ‘M not the same size I used to be.”

You smoothed your dress down as much as you could while seated. Sy followed the path of your hands on your body and licked his lips.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You look damn good to me.”

Sy arched his eyebrow at you and you laughed nervously.

“I’m dead serious. You look even better than I remember, Buttercup. You were always so pretty.”

You were quiet as you looked into his eyes. He was being sincere.

“Sy, that’s sweet.”

He moved toward you, getting into your space. You couldn’t breathe, and your primal brain was kicking in.

“If you only knew what thoughts I’m thinkin, Buttercup. You wouldn’t call me, “sweet.”

 His eyes ran over your body posessively. 

“You are still the finest woman I’ve ever seen.”

You were locked in, ready to ask him what he was thinking and let him ruin your life all over again. You parted your lips to lick them and speak when you heard the metal of the drive-in tray connect with the open window behind Sy and your focus shifted as Sy moved away.

“Got your food here!”

Sy ran his hand through his short curls. He looked annoyed. At the interruption, his hair, maybe both?

“Haven’t had my hair this long in a while. Growing it out.”

You reached out and arranged an errant curl.

“Looks good on you, Sy.”

He just grinned and then turned to get the food. 

Once the food was in the car and paid for, he asked, “Wanna take this up to the Lookout?”

You looked at him skeptically.

“Only so we can tailgate and talk and stretch our legs. And look at the view.”

He smiled that rogueish smile at you. Some things never change, you thought with a smile. You sipped your shake, which was still really too thick to drink, and nodded.

“What the hell. You only live once, right?”

“Ya damn right, Buttercup.”

— 

You sat eating Sy’s Frenchy fries under the star light as country music played and Sy looked at you thoughtfully, Beyonce playing in the background.

Il tuo fedel

Sospira ognor

Cessa, crudel

Tanto rigor

Ooh

Ooh

“You ready?”

You hopped off the liftgate and stood in front of him, prepared to hear his story.

“Let’s go.”

Sy took a deep breath as you waited and listened. 

“Well, the fact is, you told me so.”

“What do you mean?”

“You asked me if I was sure that the baby was mine. Then I got mad and that made things worse. And that was the last time you spoke to me.”

“Yeah.”

“And after you broke up with me, rightly so in that situation, I decided to be there for my family. Becca and I got married at the courthouse before the baby came, and I enlisted in order to have an income and health insurance for the baby.”

Your heart clenched.

“I shipped out right after little Jeremiah was born.”

There was a wistful smile on Sy’s face that warmed your heart.

“Becca stayed with her parents while I was on tour, and for two years we were apart. It was hard bein’ away, and Becca and I didn’t have the best relationship, but I was set to make it work for our kid, ya’ know?”

“I wouldn’t have expected anything less, Sy.”

He looked at you long and hard.

“Becca broke the news to me when I came back. The baby was Jeremy’s, but he didn’t want to accept responsibility at the time, and she knew I would.”

“What?”

Your mouth dropped open. 

“Jeremy Atkins. Your best friend Jeremy?”

“Unhhunh.”

Sy looked as hurt as if it just happened.

“I am so sorry Sy.”

“It was a helluva blow. And I was so angry. At myself for believing the lie, you know? For getting attached to the idea of being a parent.”

Your heart broke for Sy. You moved closer to him.

“I was so self destructive. Got into fights with everyone at every bar within a 50 mile radius. Then, I went right back to Afghanistan, acting as if each one was a suicide mission.”

Sy’s voice lowered.

“Came home in another two years and screwed up the courage to ask Bubbles about you. She told me you were engaged to…”

“Scott. Yeah…”

You couldn’t look him in the eye, but Sy lifted your chin with his fingers, causing you to look him in the eyes.

“And you know what? Thinking that you were happy calmed me down a little. I was proud of you for getting your degree and moving on, so I decided to do the same. Went to college, mostly on line, and then Officer’s Training School, joined Special Forces. Went back to the front and became a leader. Immersed myself in the cause while keeping perspective of my role in it. But a couple of years ago I got injured,”

He saw the look on your face.

“It’s my back. I’m mostly fine. But it allowed me to retire early.”

Sy looked around at the view, the twinkling lights of the town.

“I started a business with a partner, and I volunteered to be the offensive line coach for the high school in my spare time. I even got to coach Jeremiah his senior year. He’s turned out to be a good kid.”

He looked at you, and time seemed to melt away. He was the same Sy you fell in love with 20 years ago. But with so much more wisdom. 

“I live a good life, Buttercup. Don’t feel sorry for me.”

You moved to sit beside him again on the tailgate. You were silent as you tried to think of what to say.

“I don’t feel sorry for you. I’m sorry this happened to you. I forgive you for what I held against you. Sy? D’you forgive me?”

You needed his answer like air.

“Nothing to forgive, Buttercup. Like I said. I can’t complain about my life.”

You looked up at Sy who was looking up at the stars with a wry smile on his face. You looked up, too. He looked back down at your profile.

“What about you? How has your life been?”

You took a deep breath, contemplating that question and the stars. You decided to tell him everything. Well, almost everything.

“I was angry too, Sy. You know that. Angry that all my well laid plans were turned to dust in a moment. When I went to college across the state, I decided to stop caring so much. So, I fucked everyone in sight.”

Sy winced. You chuckled.

“I calmed down in a couple of years and met Scott. He seemed so steady? He was in law school, and his father was a partner in a big firm. He said that I didn’t have to finish my degree; I could just go home with him to New York City, have a couple of babies and be a society wife. Seemed like a good idea, so I did. I left just two semesters shy of having my degree in architecture.” 

You shook your head at your gullibility.

“My mom was elated, thinking I’d hit the jackpot.”

You got up again and started pacing, hands wrapped around yourself as you thought back to that time in your life.

“It was not good. Two miscarriages, 3 mistresses, and 8 years later, I finally found the courage to leave with Carla when she came to visit. I vowed never to go back to that headspace again.”

Sy stood up then, fists closed at his side and his jaw clenched.

“I didn’t know. I asked about you, but neither Bubbles nor Blossom told me that. I would have come for you, Buttercup.”

You smiled at him. 

“They knew better than to say a word to you. Seven years ago I didn’t want anyone to know. And I didn’t need rescuing. I rescued myself.”  

You smiled again and Sy just wanted to hold you.

“Went back to school and finished my degree. Lived life on my own terms.”

You looked him in the eye again.

“So yeah, I guess I have a pretty good life, too.”

“I’m glad, Buttercup.”

Sy sat down again and your eyes moved down the length of him. Why did brown dress shoes get you so hot? You had a problem.

“You sharing this good life with anyone?”

Sy’s voice made you nervous all of a sudden. You looked at your hands.

“Not at the moment, no. I’m single.”

Sy seemed to let out a breath. 

“Me, too, been single ever since I retired.”

You didn’t know what to say. 

“Oh.”

Sy stood up and walked in front of you. You were still looking at his shoes.

“Ya know, I’ve only felt like I’ve been in love once, no. Twice in my life.”

“Hmmm.”

You were afraid of this conversation and you couldn’t fully participate. 

“Please look at me Buttercup.”

You did as he asked. His eyes were burning right through you.

“The first time I felt that was 20 years ago, with you. And the second…”

Sy moved toward you and took your hands in his.

“Hell, we’ve wasted enough time, Buttercup. The truth is,when I saw you tonight I realized that I’m still in love with you now.”

—-

The wind was knocked out of you. How were you supposed to respond?

“Sy, I- I can’t survive another hurt. My heart is in pieces.”

“I know, Buttercup. But I promised you that I will love you until the day I die. I meant that shit. I still mean it.”

He moved closer, and he slotted himself between your thighs. His hands went to your hips and he pulled you close.

“Won’t you let me make it up to you? These last 20 years?”

You continued to look into his eyes as you considered his request. You put your hands on his chest as you made your decision.

“No, Sy. I can’t let you do that.”

He looked hurt and his eyes were cast down as his cheeks dusted pink. He thought he blew it. Then you spoke again.

“The past is the past. It’s done. We can try and work on today. And tomorrow. One day at a time. I’d like to try with you.”

Sy’s brow furrowed, but his face softened as he realized what you were saying. He gave you a soft smile.

“Fair enough, Buttercup. Let’s work on today. And tomorrow. I’ll give you some time.”

You thought about how Sy was always a gentleman with you, never pushing you to do anything you didn’t want to do, always putting your needs first. Well, you needed him now.

Your hands were fisting his shirt now, pulling apart so that you could see his dog tags against his chest hair, and that image sent you feral. You pulled him toward you. Sy sucked in a breath as you left a soft kiss on his lips, his beard tickling your cheeks. He seemed frozen as you pulled away. 

“Mmmhm.”

Sy grunted in his throat and his hands came up to your waist. His cock was swelling and he felt on the edge of control. 

“I wanna kiss you again, Buttercup. And not in a ‘sweet’ way.”

“Do it, Sy. We’re grown now.” 

You were breathless at the emotion and lust in his voice. 

Sy moved his hand to the back of your neck and you shivered as he carded his fingers at the back of your scalp, tugging on your curls to make you look up at him.

“‘M not sure you are ready for all that I want, Buttercup.”

And his mouth descended on yours, his thumb came around and ticked your jaw open for him to invade your senses with himself. He kissed you like he owned you, and his hands ended up on both sides of your head as you moaned your way through the kiss. He pulled away, looked at your lips, then went back in to kiss you again.

“Ya got my mind runnin’ baby. Those lips. Fuck. I’m down bad.”

Sy’s cock was hard and aching, and his hands were on your body: those thighs, that ass as he pulled you closer to him. Then he stopped and leaned away, searching your face. Your eyes were dilated and those lips were parted.

Holy fuck, was he a goner.

You whimpered and pulled him closer, your hands going to his ass as he kissed you again. He was laughing at you as he pulled away this time.

“Look who’s getting spicy no-”

Sy stopped talking when you ripped his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. You were disappointed when you saw the tank he was wearing underneath.

“Sorry Sy. I ruined your shirt. I don’t know what came over me.”

You looked up at him under your lashes and he couldn’t tell if you were being facetious or not. You toyed with his dog tags, imagining them waving in your face as... Shit. What were you doing?

Sy stepped back and pulled the shirt off, and pulled the tank out of his pants, then came back to you immediately, hands moving up your thighs, pushing your short dress up even further.

“I know what came over you. Same thing’s that’s been possessing me for years, Buttercup.”

Sy leaned down to capture your eyes and you were stuck. You were locked in on him as he proceeded to destroy your sou.

“You’ve been drivin’ me crazy for years, running around my mind as I did a lot of things. Thought of you when I was training, eating, doing things around the house. When I was in-country and alone in my tent at night. When I…”

Sy stopped and licked his lips as his hands reached the tops of your thighs, long fingers toying with the waistband of your panties. You squirmed in his grip.

“Shit, Buttercup, do you ever think of me when you touch yourself?”

You were mute, mouth open to breathe, and Sy knew you were in the zone. 

“Cause I sure as hell do. Do you know how often I’ve imagined you wrapped around me when it was just my hand?”

Sy whispered it in your ear, but pulled back to see your reaction, which was wide-eyed lust. You licked your lips and nodded, ready to hear more. 

“Time and space is nothin’ to fight this powerful magic that is the thought of you, Darlin’. I imagine you, imagining me while you touch your pretty little pussy, circling your little clit with your delicious wetness. I dream of you getting off because of me, just like I cum so fucking hard just thinking of you. Every time.”

Sy watched your eyes close and your chest heave as you tried to regulate. He continued with his seduction.

“...But I know it’s nothing like the real thing.”

Your own fingers ventured below his undershirt, finding thick abdominal muscles there, and a dense happy trail. His stomach clenched in response to your touch.

“Mmmm. Can I touch you too, Buttercup? Are these panties soaked? Can I check to make sure?”

You were nodding as your hands went up his pecs, grabbing them, your fingers ghosting over his nipples. Sy moved his hands at a glacial pace it seemed, because you wanted him instantly where you needed him most. 

He found your sodden center over the gusset of your panties and you pressed into his light touch. He groaned as he started rubbing up and down your clothed seam and pressing the now sticky material into you. You leaned forward and started licking and sucking the veins that popped up on his neck. He moaned.

‘You got me so far gone, baby. I wanna…’’

He grabbed the side of your panties and you whimpered with need.

“Just say the word, and I’ll stop. But right now I can’t help myself. Need to feel you, touch you, taste you.”

“Don’t stop, Sy. Been waiting so long.”

Sy put his forehead against yours, breath huffing in time with yours. You again asked for what you wanted.

“Sy. I need you. Need to feel y-”

Your words caught in your throat as Sy pulled your panties to the side and sunk his fingers into your wetness. The obscene slosh of you made Sy pulse in his pants. He trailed up and down your cut, shaking his head and clenching his jaw.

“Why?” 

He looked up at you as if you had wounded him, blue eyes blazing.

“Why are you so fucking…so fucking wet? How do you expect for me t-to f-f fuck! T’ function when…?”

The stutter did you in.

“‘S’all you, Sy. Got wet when I first saw you t’night…”

Sy pulled his fingers out and tasted them, moaning, then growling, and then took a hold of your waist and practically threw you in the back of the truck. He leaned over the gate, pulled your thighs apart, then tore your panties off, causing you to squeal.

“You’re so fucking pretty. Gotta taste you, Buttercup. Can’t believe it’ll be my first time.”

“Go for it.”

You winked and smiled at him, but the look was wiped from your face as he dove into your crease, tongue licking a rude stripe from the bottom to the top of you. You put your hand over your mouth as you moaned.

Sy looked up at you, offended.

“Don’t keep your sounds from me, baby. Need to hear the real thing instead of my imagination.”

He went back to work kissing your clit, then sucking it into his mouth with increasing intensity. The slight burn from his beard was delicious. You got a grip of his hair as he manhandled your thighs, keeping you in place as you writhed and arched beneath him. He moaned against you while talking to your pussy. 

“So fucking good for me.” 

“Taste like a jar o’ spicy honey...”

“Hmmm. Beard’s all soaked now. That’s my girl.”

“Gettin’ even wetter for me, that’s what I like. Gimme.”

“I love this pretty little pussy.”

His proclamations were punctuated by kisses, licks, and sucks and finally, he pushed one thick finger into you as you called his name. The cunilingus, penetration, and praise had you teetering on the precipice.

“Syyyyyy!”

“That’s it. Let me hear you. Damn, you’re so fucking hot and so godamn tight. Dream about giving you my cock, but I don’t know if you can take it…”

He knew he had you as he leaned back down to suck your clit like taffy candy again. You watched him and moaned. Then he added another finger. You stiffened. Then he crooked his fingers, telling you to come to him, and you did. And all over his face.

Sy took off his tank and wiped his face with it, then unbuckled his pants and fisted his cock, crawling in the back of the truck with you.

“Don’t have any condoms, just let me… just let me rub one out…so fucking hard for you Buttercup.”

Sy was so far gone, his mind was mush.

“C’mere, Baby…”

You reached for him as he shuffled near you on his knees and started stroking, admiring the large mushroom cap of his cock glistening from pre-cum in the starlight. You fell in love with the way his length curved into the curls on his abs, and the way his breath hitched as your hand tried to close around him. You pressed your nose into his belly to inhale his scent, careful not to stop what your hand was doing. 

It was your turn to pleasure him.

“I do think about you, Sy. I imagine deep throating you while you play in my pussy. Makes me cum so hard against my little bullet.”

You pressed a kiss near his belly button as his cock jerked in your hand and his abs clenched. His hand went to your hair. You could tell that he wanted to move your mouth to his dick, but that he was holding back. You lifted your hand, jacking him faster as you kissed his balls, which were so tight against him.

“Wan’ you to cum all over my stomach, my tits…”

Sy groped your chest, searching for and then twisting your taught nipple when he found it. He was outright panting as you talked him through it.

“.... my ass, my lips, Sy…”

His groan was louder now and his knees were shaking as you licked a stripe up the underside of him, pausing, to purse your lips and gloss them in the clear fluid at his tip. You gazed up at him as you stuck your tongue out and kitten licked him.

“Truth is, I’m a slut for you. Fuck my face Sy,”

“Shhhhhitttttttt….!”

Sy grabbed your head and used your mouth while you concentrating on taking his thick length and breathing. 

“You’re a slut, hunh? My slut?”

You nodded as best you could, only to have your eyes roll as he pushed down your throat.

“Dream about swallowing my cum? D’ya? Like a good girl?”

“Ummhnnghhh!”

There were tears rolling down your face and saliva dripping down your chin.

“So fucking pretty swallowing my cock. Fuck….here it… fucking… comes….. Fuckkkk!”

Sy roared as his dick pulsed cum directly down your throat and you received it, letting your jaw go slack. Sy groaned as he pulled out and stroked the last of his spend on your outstretched tongue.

“So fucking nasty, Buttercup, who woulda thought?”

He beamed at you as you showed him his handiwork. He closed your mouth and you swallowed before he pulled you in for a filthy kiss. He cleaned your face with his tank top, straightened your clothes and his, and then pulled you to him.

“That was…”

You were hoarse, and you laughed. Sy laughed with you.

“That was hot.”

“Yeah. It was great.”

“I love you, Buttercup.”

There was silence on your end. You shivered as you thought about what was holding you back.

Sy didn’t want any awkwardness. He kept it moving.

“It’s getting chilly out.” 

He climbed out of the back of the truck and picked up his shirt, flicking any dust off of it and put it on you. Then, he put his tank top back on.

“Sy! That’s… Dirty.”

You blushed as you thought of your fluids all over it.

Sy lifted it and smelled it, then grinned back up at you.

“Yeah, smells like your pussy. Don’t think I’ll ever wash it.”

“Jacob Syverson!”

You swatted at his chest.

“Don’t act all shy on me now, not after what we just did, Buttercup.” 

He lead you back around to the passenger seat again and buckled you in. You bit your lip wondering what came next. Was this really happening? 

In a few minutes you were back at your car. The parking lot was empty except for your rental. Sy jumped out and opened your door. When you were back in your car, he leaned through the window and kissed your lips. 

“You’re here until Monday, yeah?”

It was Friday night. There was a weekend of activities for the reunion planned.

“Yeah. I’ll be at the cookout tomorrow, and church and brunch on Sunday. And I have a job interview Monday morning.”

Sy raised his eyebrow at that last bit, but didn’t ask for an explanation.

“Can I see you tomorrow night? Dinner?”

“Okay.”

Why were you so breathless?

Sy was anxious at letting you go.

“I’ll follow you to your air bnb. Just to make sure everything’s safe.”

You smirked at him. 

“Alright.”

Sy followed you to your old neighborhood, which now seemed to be gentrified, got out and checked out the house. Then, you walked him back to the front door. He leaned on the door frame and towered above you.

“G’night, Buttercup."

He licked those sinful lips of his.

"Sweet dreams.”

He leaned down and kissed you and then straightened up, eyes on you hungrily. He was driving you crazy, looking like a sex god. You thought about the amount of time you had left and you made a decision. You grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the house.

“Get your fine ass in here, Sy. I’m not done with you tonight.”

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[discardead]

···　✧✦✧　···　Cutesy Idol + Nurse themed NPUT

Requested by @selysie

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[kimtaegis]

GIF WRAPPED 2024 Thank you to all my amazing armyblr creator mutuals @raplinenthusiasts, @cosmicdreamgrl, @jkvjimin, @cordiallyfuturedwight, @taehyunghobi, @jinstronaut, @btsjk-biased, @heybaetae and @rjshope for both looking back on their creations this year but also for liking me to do the same! I didn't really make much this year to be honest, but let's go anyway!

JANUARY most popular: namgi web weave my favourite: the same :)

FEBRUARY most popular: yoonmin sorry for being cute comp my favourite: hobi x lizzy tags, jimin serendipity at sys the final

MARCH most popular: mimi series pt. 4 my favourite: fri(end)s gfx (I only made these two sets asdgjk)

APRIL most popular: vmin dynamite shenanigans comp my favourite: kayla's birthday jin gfx

MAY most popular: 2018 yoongi (haNDs) my favourite: jihope comp :(((

JUNE most popular: jin hugs for emmeline! my favourite: the same <3

JULY most popular: jimin 'who' mv my favourite: 'who' at the tonight show

AUGUST most popular: ays jikook yacht adventures my favourite: rainy days gfx, mimi series pt. 5 (it's pink and purple!)

SEPTEMBER (best month of the whole year but also for my creations imo) most popular: joon bday set 1 (loved by his members) my favourite: JK bday gfx (golden games), svt at lolla (I cry), vminkook as three little birds for pat

OCTOBER most popular: in the soop s1 yoongi my favourite: jimin's bday gfx

NOVEMBER I only posted a set of tae's winter ahead mv (it's pretty though!)

DECEMBER .... the month isn't over yet, maybe I'll post something later agdgdgh

I'm one of the last to do this I think, I'm tagging @jung-koook, @namchyoon and @btsiu because I don't think I've seen you do this yet (no pressure of course)! <3

[lakesbian]

i love how any time sy isn't with the lambs and is dealing with a strategy question he pulls out three pictures of them and imagines them telling him to get the fries because he'll need the strength for the upcoming winter

[livingbreathingdreams]

❤︎ Lemon Over Ice

Pairing: Bartender!Captain Syverson x f!Reader

Summary: Sy just wants to adore you.

Warnings: A little angst, a little fluff, some allusions to violence, alcohol consumption.

A/N: This one is inspired by Adore You by my sweet sweet man Harry. It’s a little rough around the edges but I’m just playing around right now. I hope you’re having a nice day 🧡

//

It was packed and loud at the Drink & Jive, like on every other Friday night. Sy was behind the bar like always, drawing beer on tap and pouring whiskey and Jäger shots. His usual customers did not really expect much when it came to liquor, as long as it was cold and cheap.

“Drink & Jive” what a ridiculous name, she had never liked it but right now it seemed especially obnoxious to her. The flickering neon sign in the door declaring to the world that the bar was open. When she came in someone was playing Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen on the old juke box in the back. Which almost made her snort at the irony. “I’m having a good time.” Yeah, right.

Slamming her card down on the counter she made eye contact with the burly man behind the bar when she told him to “Make something sweet and strong,” and to “Keep the tap open.” He slung the dishtowel, he had been using to wipe down the counter, over his left shoulder raising an eyebrow, because she usually just ordered a glass of wine and home fries; but he said nothing.

Her pink wide-legged pants were wet from the bottom up, and the rain had made a mess of her probably once neatly tied-up hair. The colour of the bright strawberry red lipstick looked far too joyful compared to her facial expression. If it wasn’t for the rain he maybe would have thought that she had cried before she came in. The spark that she usually had in her eyes was gone and the wanted to punch whoever was responsible for that right in the face.

She watched him cut and squeeze a lemon, pour simple syrup and Tanqueray. Ice and a lemon slice in a glass. Pouring the contents of the cocktail shaker over it and topping it off with some club soda. His hands were surprisingly delicate for their size. Thick dark hair and dark tattoos peeking out from under the rolled-up sleeves of his plaid shirt. She always liked watching him work, but today it was more a desperate attempt to distract herself from what had just happened.

“Gin Fizz. It’s sweet but still classy.” When they first made eye contact that day it was intense. His stormy blue eyes, keeping her gaze captive, and yet she didn’t feel the unsettling feeling of dread that creeps up your back and spreads between your ribs when a man is staring at you and makes you feel unsafe without even saying a word. It felt nice and warm.

Vodka shots and the bowl of sesame pretzel sticks he put in front of her and she ate, even though she told him she wasn’t hungry. She knew they must have been from his personal stash because he brought them from the back and usually the bar only served salted peanuts.

When there was finally a short break between orders he casually leaned back against the counter behind him, crossing his arms over his chest, which made him look even bigger, if that was even possible. “So, what happened?”

“I’ve been stood up. I was sitting there at that pretentious whatever fusion restaurant down the street, which he picked. And I drank chardonnay after chardonnay until I finally accepted the reality that he wasn’t going to come anymore and had to get out of there. The way the waitress was looking at me, like she knew exactly what had happened made it even worse.”

He wanted to touch her. His fingers along her cheek, his hand on hers. Because he’s never been good with words and touch was the only way he could think of making her feel better. She didn’t deserve feeling like this, unwanted. Because he wanted her. With all his being and yet he only ever saw her when she came into the dimly lit bar, sat down at the counter, and after the first glass of wine started talking about the third graders she was teaching, what she had bought at the farmers market and her friends’ horrible Tinder dates.

“You know Sy, you’re the only stable male presence in my life. I can always count on you being here and you always listen to me and you're always nice to me.” At this point, her speech was a little slurred but he could tell she was being sincere. That was the last drop in the bucket that gave him the courage to do what he did next. He pushed himself off the counter and took her hands into his. “You should let me take you out. I will show you how you should be treated if you let me. I would never stand you up.”

She just sat there and looked at him, with her mouth slightly agape for a few seconds, and then the first real shy little smile of the night spread across her face. Then he could see her wavering again. “But I don’t want you to do this out of pity.” He dipped his head down a little to be at eye level with her and looked directly into her eyes. “Listen to me. You are the nicest, most genuine, sweetest person I know. I’ve liked you ever since the first time you came in here and sat down on that chair. I would be honoured to take you out.”

Apparently, she believed him because she turned her hands in his, palm up and squeezed back. “Okay, Captain. I'll let you take me out.”

[spitinsideme]

I JUST WATCHED TROLLS 2 AND 3 AND POMNI AND FAGATHA ARE LITTERALY THAT ONE COUPLE IN TROLL 3 THEY ARE ACTUALLY BRUCE AND HIS WIFEE!!!! THEY ARE THEM!!!!

first of sll, i want to sy that youre completely right and this is kind of them and secomd of all, i am about to be hormh for trolls 2 world tpur delta the country troll because i need to talk aboitit so badly. im putting a warning now that i am going to he HORNY i will get NSFW !!! i jst neees to get this off my chest i domt.care read at your own risk ive warned yo all

for the record, i love and respext women and i think all women are complex and have so muxb to.them. i also am normal

this womaj right here ... this love of my life .. never ib my life hav ei thought that trolls coukd have sex appeal, i domt look st them and think yeah whatever fuckable because they never have. bit her ? her aura lf sadness, her i take no shit thing, her toughness ... god i get the sex appeal now i fucking get it because i want her so .. so badly ...

i want to.fuckimg RIDE her and i donr even mean her horse side i dont want to ride her like a cowgirl bit god if she wants to do it in cowgirl position i happily fucking ill get in posoition ill get rrady and god o will JUMP on whateber thr fucm she will have me juml on i dont even lime dick but if she had one ? im giving the most sloppy, toe curling, gut wrenching, hair pulling, blood sucking, world ending, pussy shatterimg, cock destroying, orgasm overload head of the WORLD. illngive a mew meaning to a blowjob and if she has a pussy shit ill fuckong eat it too id do whatever she wnated id get on my knees for her id hump the FUCK out of her four horse legs shw wpukd have my wetness stuck in her fur for weeks afrer that and id lick kt lff okay id clesn it off for her id use my tongue skills tp do the jlb RIGHR and id ensing eery ssimgle second of having my tomfue on her. i want her to mount me like a fuckong horse i want her on.top of me as i lay stosmxh on.the floor i want her destroying me i want my inskde ANNIHILATED !!!! i want her to fuck me so hard my ovaries become scrambled eggs abd she tames them out, fries them, seasoms them, and serves them to me on a plate and tells me i did a good job with her beautoful southern voice. i want her to literlly obliterate me i want her to trample me i want my stomach lining to be destroyed becayse she wilm shove her hoove so far down my thrlst that it will cause friction burn and make my saliva acidic i liteelaly want her to est me oit and make me see god and have him be disgusted and terrfied at the sounds im makimg he needs to be scared and regret ever making genitals for humans becayse the face and the sounds i will be making will caise him to start planning a homosapien extermaination to start over humanity because hes terrfied of what he created by giving humajs sexual pleasure thats how good she will eat me out.

and.god her voide ? her fucking voice ? her southern accent ???? take me already ??? i want tp make her scream i need to mske her scream i want to.her her say my namewith her southern accent and i want her to call me sweerie throufhout it and ill make sure i please her so much that she will say it bwcause indeserce ir after makung her eyes rolls baxk and her legs kick i wanr her to kick me as shes having an orgasn i aant her o literally send me flying woth her kicks she shpukd kick me so hard that inget internal bleeding but, even with blood driping down my mouth from my lungs being punctured from my broken ribs, i come back.to help ride her throifh her orgasm and give her as many more as she wants i want her pulling my hair until she rips it all out and ingo bald id have a wig eveey single time and id suoer glue it onto my head so i coukd fall how jars shes pulling i wsnt her to pull that superglued wig off every time and i want to have my skull showikg by the ampunt of skin and musfle she pulled off

AND THE HAID ???THE FUCKING HAIE ???? GOD !!!! IM GETTING STARTED ON THAT BECAUSE JESUF FUCKING CHRIST I MEAN JOLLY FUCKING JEEZ ILL DO ANYTHING JUST TAKE ME ALREASY !!! her hair looks sosos soft and i want to touch jt .. i woukd beg for some of her hair, and then id take crochet courses abd lesrn how to crochet and after id do all that and do lots of practice id make knickers and a bra using the hair she had so kindly given me and id wear it every single day every single hour eveeh single minite for all the secknds that pass and it wpukd feel like delta herself touching me everyrwhere in those places for so long id even make fill on clothes out of he rhair and id wear them rverday and id get the appeal of clorhed sex, id never take my clothes off anymore, i woukdnt even have to because just having those clothes on would count as clothed sex becaause of how lustful id feel just wesing them. everyrime id move and the fricrion make the clorhes get mkre omto my body id start sweating, abd the swear would make the cllthes stick mkre tonmy body abd at that point id have the mosr earth desteoyong orgasm, the ground bellw me would be so destroyed that i could see the other side of the world from the hole i jjst created using my hole do you undeeatand ? im gay for herm i want her. i want to make a dildo using her hoove shape, and then i want to make a.cover for it using her hair anr that thong woukd be inside me every single fucking dsy nonstop id neve rtake ir our, by day two it woukd be disimtegrated because of how wet id made ir i woukd mske it out of steel or whateve5 fuckingg stromg ass materail but the poert of my pussy and love woukd get it to disintgerate and go soggy lke paper. that thing woukd merge inside me that it woukd count as a third limb it wpukd count as a whole new beong inside me id name it. my medical records would have tonbe changed to account for the thing i made in her honour because it ould nor officialby be part of me. it woukd be in there forever.

basiclsly, what im trying to say is, i think shes a reallyy cool charavter 👍

[zexalisliving]

@darlingasta-not and @pileofrocksjh, you both know what time it is.

“Jaden!” A voice called from in Slifer Red. 

“W…what is it, Sy?” 

Syrus rushed over to Jaden’s bed. “I’ve been trying to wake you up for 5 minutes, Jay! I thought you’d be awake by now, cuz today’s the day!”

Jaden sat up. “Today’s the day for what?” he asked.

“Dr. Crowler is gonna’ teach us something called… ‘Synchronized Summoning’?” Syrus said. 

Jaden chuckled as he recalled what Syrus was talking about. He got out of bed. “Synchro Summoning, Sy.” he said.

“My bad.” 

Jaden changed into his normal Slifer Red attire before leaving the dorm room. Syrus followed him out. 

“Aren’t you excited, Jay?” he asked. 

“Totally, Sy! It’s always sweet to learn new dueling stuff!... except that I have to sit through class to learn it!”Jaden chuckled, scratching the back of his head. 

He and Syrus arrived at Duel Academy’s entrance and went inside. 

Jaden waved at a variety of students, which included Chazz, who scoffed and rolled his eyes. 

“Typical Chazz!” Jaden said, walking past him and into the classroom.

Once everyone had sat down, Dr. Crowler began his teaching. 

“As you all know, well, maybe except for Jaden, today I’m supposed to teach you about Synchro Summoning. But there’s something else that you don’t know, and I’d like to keep it that way.”  

Bastion stood up. “Um, if you don’t mind, Dr. Crowler, why on earth would you bring that up if you weren’t going to tell us what it was in the first place?” he asked.

“Don’t defy your teacher, young man! I can say whatever I want!” Crowler snapped.

Bastion sat back down.

Jaden bumped Syrus’ side with his elbow. “Hey, Sy!” he said. “This ‘something else that we don’t know about’ sounds really cool, right?” 

Syrus nodded, but he was clearly worried about something. 

“Is everything alright?” Jaden asked. 

Syrus looked at him. “Well… what if this thing is something we don’t want to know? I mean… imagine it, Jay. Chancellor Shepherd could be quitting his job, or maybe Dorothy will quit making fried shrimp! Mm… fried shrimp… b-but that’s not the point! We could be in for something horrible, Jaden!”

Jaden patted Syrus’ back. “Oh, Sy, you worry too much. Everything’s gonna’ be fine!” he assured him. 

Dr. Crowler was anxiously biting his nails. The whole classroom filled with mutters and quiet discussions, likely due to his comment on the mysterious subject, which he didn’t like for a variety of reasons.

“Attention, class!” he said at last. 

Everyone stopped and turned to him. 

“Enough of your muttering! I’m the one who’s supposed to be speaking, not you!” he said. 

“Uh, why?” An Obelisk Blue asked. 

“Because I’m your teacher.” Crowler replied simply. “Now anyways,” he pointed to the chart behind him. “This is a Tuner monster. They can be used with other non-tuner monsters in order to synchro summon. This action is called ‘Tuning’.”

It was a long day in class. In fact, everytime Dr. Crowler taught it was. 

Jaden was talking to Syrus  and Alexis on his way back to Slifer Red. 

“Whew! At least that’s over!” he sighed. 

“Oh, please!”Alexis said. “You slept through most of it!” 

Syrus still wasn’t talking. He hadn’t since Crowler started teaching. 

“You okay, Sy?” Jaden asked him. 

“No, Jay,” Syrus answered.

“Then what’s wrong?” Alexis asked.

Syrus sniffled. “T… the friend shrimp. The poor, poor, helpless fried shrimp…” he began to cry.

“Woah, Sy! Calm down, dude! It’s just shrimp–” 

Syrus began bawling louder. 

“A-and I’m sure Dorothy won’t stop making it!” Jaden said, in hopes to cheer him up. 

And it worked. “Really? You’re sure?” Syrus asked. 

“Yep!” 

Syrus wiped the tears off his face with the sleeve of his Obelisk Blue jacket. “Man, that’s good to know,” he said. 

Alexis went back to Obelisk Blue a little while after talking with Jaden and Syrus, and a few minutes later, the two arrived at Slifer Red.

“Hey, soldiers!” Hassleberry said once they had entered their dorm room. 

“Hey, Hassleberry!” both said in unison. 

Syrus sat at the desk. 

“Hey, did ya’ hear about the event that’s gonna’ happen tomorrow?” Hassleberry asked.

“No, what is it?” Jaden asked, changing into his nightshirt.

“The Duel Academy Boys are playing their new hit called “He’s In The Moonlight At Midday”. Apparently it’s gonna’ make millions world-wide!” 

Syrus gasped. “The Duel Academy Boys?! I love them!” he pulled out a poster from a stack of papers on the desk. It was of the three Duel Academy Boys dressed up as Duel Ghouls. “I even wrote an article on them!” he said proudly.

“Oh, really?” Hassleberry asked, a hint of sarcasm in his tone. 

Syrus didn’t pick up on that, however. “Yeah! I’ll show you!” he pulled out his Duel Academy-issued newspaper and passed it to him. It read:

“The Duel Academy Boys are  three guys from, as their name suggests, Duel Academy. They created a band 2 years ago after they were turned into Duel Ghouls. 

The idea originated when they sung ‘Duel Me’ when they were Duel Ghouls, but they actually created the band a week after that incident. 

Their first song, called “Duel Academy”, was a huge hit. The first person to buy a record of this song was Chazz Princeton, the same day it was released. 

Their members include–”

Hassleberry stopped reading, looking over the extremely long article. “I’ve always liked the Duel Academy Boys, but that’s a lot of info, Sy.” he said. 

Syrus nodded. “Yep!” he said. “Just how I like it!” he took the papers back. 

“So, Jaden,” Hassleberry began. “Where do ya’ think we can find some Synchro monsters?” 

Jaden thought about it. “Maybe Dorothy gives em’ out, or maybe they come in Duel Academy booster packs!” he said. 

“Or we could go to Mr. Muto’s game store!” Syrus added. 

“Yeah, but I suggest that we get some shut-eye before we go synchro huntin’.” Hassleberry said. 

“Say, you’re right,” Jaden yawned as he stretched. 

“Yeah. Goodnight, guys.” Syrus said, climbing into his bed. 

After a while, the three fell asleep.

The next day, about 10 minutes before class, Jaden and Syrus went to the card shop that Dorothy ran. Hassleberryhad already visited earlier that day.

“Hey, Miss Dorothy!” Jaden said. 

“Hello, boys!” Dorothy smiled. “So what brings you two here?” 

Jaden browsed the shelves, as did Syrus.

 “We came for some Synchro monsters.” Syrus said.

“Ooh, sorry boys, but we’re all out. We have been since 6:00!”

Jaden sighed. 

“Aw, man!” Syrus said.

Dorothy looked at them for a brief moment before digging around in a box on the counter. She pulled out two cards and held them out. “Well, here’s this.” she said, giving them to Jaden and Syrus. “Though they aren’t Synchro monsters, they sure are Tuners! I hope they make up for it.” 

Syrus flipped his card over. “Woah!” he said, looking at a new holographic “Roid” monster.

At the same time, Jaden gasped as he looked at his card as well. “Mr. Happy Kuriboh! I heard about his release last month!” he exclaimed.

Dorothy chuckled. “Now go on before you’re late!” she said. 

The two put their cards into their pockets and ran off. “Thanks, Miss Dorothy!” Jaden called behind him.

On the way to the classroom, Chazz stopped them in their tracks by stepping in front of them. “Hey dorks.” he said. He took a card out from within his pocket and held it, the back facing Jaden and Syrus. 

“Hey Chazz.” Syrus said.

“Can you move? We’re gonna’ be late!” Jaden said, running in place.

“Oh, what’s wrong? You in a hurry? That’s fine, cuz a quick guessing game with The Chazz won’t take long.” 

Jaden stopped and stood still. “Alright!” he said. “I’m always up for a challenge!” 

Chazz smiled. He was obviously up to no good. “What’s in my hand, Jay?” 

“Simple! A card!” Jaden said. 

“No, Jaden. Guess again.” 

“Um… A replica of a card…?” 

“No!” Chazz said angrily. Then he cleared his throat. “It’s a Synchro monster.” he flipped it around. “Do you want to know something?” 

“Sure, Chazz!” Jaden said.

“You don’t have one!” 

Chazz walked off, snobbishly laughing up a storm. 

Syrus started to cry loudly. “Oh, Jaden! He’s making fun of us!” he sobbed. 

“Come on, Sy! It’s alright. We’ll get synchro monsters some day…” 

This caused Syrus to sob further. “Oh, why Jaden, why?”

“Now let’s get to gettin’ otherwise we’ll be late!” Jaden grabbed Syrus’ hand and ran towards the classroom. 

Syrus was still sniffling by the time Dr. Crowler got ready to start teaching. 

Crowler smiled. ‘It seems the students forgot about my little mishap yesterday. That was a close one for sure! They nearly figured out about the Duel Academy Boys. Now that would be a disaster!”

Class continued as it normally did, but little did Crowler know, almost every student knew about the concert that was going to happen later that day. 

After class, most of the students went behind Obelisk Blue, where the Duel Academy Boys were going to be performing. 

And a couple of minutes after everyone had seated themselves, Crowler arrived. 

A shrill noise caught everyone’s attention. Turns out it was Crowler, who had screamed of anger. His plan was to keep the entire performance to himself, but obviously it didn’t work. 

“Hey, Dr. C!” Jaden said. 

Crowler stomped his foot. “How’d you all know about this?!” he demanded. 

“Well, Dr. Crowler, it’s kinda’ easy when they put up fliers all around,” Hassleberry said.

“But I took all of them down! You shouldn’t have known!” Crowler yelled.

A smug look on Hassleberry’s face made him think otherwise. 

“W-wait, huh?!” he looked around furiously, only to find many posters hung up on the walls.     

Hassleberry chuckled and then bursted out laughing, followed by many others.

It was then that Crowler left, stomping his feet and mumbling something.

Chazz, who was of the many people who laughed at Crowler’s outburst, closed his eyes and turned around. “What a loser.” 

The Duel Academy Boys arrived about a minute later to set up their equipment. 

Jaden sighed as he stretched out by his seat next to Syrus, who couldn’t shake the feeling that something… strange was going to happen. 

Jaden smiled. “Another typical day at Duel Academy.”

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Thus concludes chapter 3.

Not to give anything away, but... next chapter it gets good!

And for those of you who may be wandering "who are the duel academy boys?" if any of you remember that episode in GX where everybody turns into duel ghouls and there are those three guys who pop out of the lockers or whatever and like sing something? That's who they are. I created the concept when i was naming music disks in Minecraft, (oh, do i have some great stories about minecraft) and that occurred to me. so there's the lore behind that.

But anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

[unsanctioned-if]

Hello! I'm a non-English speaking player. If you don't mind, could you tell me how to pronounce the names of the characters?

+I've been looking forward to this game for a long time, and I'm glad it turned out as well as I hoped! Thank you so much for making a game like this <3

Hi! I'm so, so glad that you enjoyed the demo. I hope you'll like the finished version even more!

Since English is not my first language either, I have a specific way of pronouncing some of the names that's probably different from how a native English speaker would pronounce them. Here are some examples - if there are any specific names you had in mind, please let me know :) I'm definitely not an expert on pronounciation/sounds, so I hope this isn't too confusing or unclear.

The ī and ā symbol is for the long "i" and "a" sounds and the ĭ and ă symbols are for the short "a" and "i" sounds. I tend to pronounce "i" like ex. the ee in "sheep" and "a" like the a in "art" whether the vowels are short or long. But please pronounce the names the way that feels most natural to you!

General characters:

Cirern - Si-re-r-n (I pronounce "si" like how you pronounce "sí", or "yes" in Spanish)

Muir - Mu-j-r

Wren - Ren

Azora - A-so-ra

Astra - Ah-s-tra

Kirin - Kĭ -rĭ-n

Fri - Fr-ī

Characters from the aristocrat background:

Cassius - Kass-ĭ-us

Vastian - Vas-tĭ-an

Velance - Ve-lān-s

Raanir - Ra-ni-r

Cyrinia - Sy-ri-ni-a

Characters from the scavenger background:

Ricque - Ri-ck

Jugg'art - Jug-art

Finerwa - Fin-er-va

Characters from the nomad background:

Kzé Neva - Zay-ne-va

Neïj - Ne-ī-j

Viikzye - vik-zī-e

Yiali - Jĭ-a-lī

Fiyr - Fī-j-r

Lsha - L-sh-ah

Eivi - Ey-vĭ

[syoddeye]

Folks who only say "more?" "part 2?" "where's the rest" give spoiled kids vibes because I will be BEGGING on my knees for a writer to bless me with more of their scrumptious thoughts. Snotty nose, teary eyes, hands clasped together, all of that!! If they want me to crawl, I will crawl. If they want me to write a speech dedicated to them, I WILL

If there are a million Sy fans, I am one of them

If there is 1 Sy fan, it's me

If there are 0 Sy fans, I am dead

Anyways, send tweet

😭 ahhh thank you! i promise i'm not out here asking people to grovel. i don't think any writer or artist i know wants or expects that.

i know i am preaching to the choir, but to me, there is a huge difference between "part two???" and "i loved this. if you continue, i'd be all over it." idk i'm a little brain fried right now, but that's a less demanding, more humane comment.

writers and artists aren’t machines, and folks shouldn't talk at us like we are.

[leighsartworks216]

Hello you amazing person you!!! Ypu must've gotten the barrage of notifs from me, sorry about that, but i couldn't sit still until i went through all of your LNDS masterlists and the works, and oh my god!! Did you perfectly satisfy my need for angst? Heck yeah?!! I love you! I love the reader you write, it's the type i wish the game MC really was like but that's okay, ypu are doing a phenomenal job writing Sylus so so well, especially the Raven series was my faveeee!!! I'm talking too much but I wanted to shower you with praises for all of your works cuz goddamn you're an amazing writer. Honestly you need so so much more notes!!! And you deserve more recognition too!!🫶🏻

I can't wait for you to continue writing and more so for the fiend!Sylus x fiend! reader!!

Thank you for writing and sharing your works with us!!♥️♥️🙂‍↕️

I honestly loved seeing all the notifs!! It's very fun as a writer to be able to see someone reading our stuff like that!

I definitely plan on continuing fiend!Sy x fiend!Reader, but getting sick seriously fried my brain trying to write it. But I do hope to also have a fiend!Sylus x blind!Reader out sometime (hopefully soon), so lots of dragon Sylus in my head rn I just gotta pry him outta there

Thank you so much for reading my stuff and especially for sending this!! It means so much to me!! <333

[toffeechad]

▂▃▄▅▆▇█▓▒░ My new pinned!░▒▓█▇▆▅▄▃▂

【Fictive indicators!!】

ꕥ = Major kin!

ᰔᩚ = Semi-major kin!

✬ = Partial kin!

My system's fictionkins/fictives:

Puffball (BFDI) ꕥ (my main fictive!)

Fries (BFDI) ꕥ

Eraser (BFDI) ✬

Pen (BFDI) ꕥ

Golf Ball (BFDI)

Tennis Ball (BFDI) ꕥ

TV (BFDI) ✬

Leafy (BFDI) ꕥ

Firey (BFDI) ꕥ

Winner (BFDI) ꕥ

Flower (BFDI) ꕥ

Dora (BFDI) ᰔᩚ

Four (XFOHV/BFDI) ꕥ

X (XFOHV/BFDI) ꕥ

Hatsune Miku (VOCALOID) ꕥ

Stella (Angry Birds) ᰔᩚ

Bloody Bunny (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Mumu (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Dark Rabbit (Bloody Bunny) ✬

Rainbow Dash (MLP) ꕥ

Pyro (TF2) ✬

Dave (DFAC/FNF) ꕥ

Bambi (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Tristan (DFAC2/FNF) ✬

DATA_EXPUNGED (FNF)

Bandu (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Bendu (FNF) ✬

Ringi (FNF) ᰔᩚ

Bambom (FNF) ✬

Marjia (Muse Dash) ✬

Buro (Muse Dash) ᰔᩚ

Sorbet Shark Cookie (Cookie Run) ꕥ

Timekeeper Cookie (Cookie Run) ᰔᩚ

Lychee Dragon Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Fettuccine Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Peni Parker (Spiderverse) ꕥ

Crimson (Total Drama: The Ridonculous Race) ✬

Gardevoir (Pokémon) ✬

Lightbulb (Inanimate Insanity) ꕥ

Test Tube (Inanimate Insanity) ᰔᩚ

Paintbrush (Inanimate Insanity) ᰔᩚ

Bot (Inanimate Insanity) ꕥ (3rd major fictive!)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic) ᰔᩚ

Boboiboy (Boboiboy) ᰔᩚ

Yaya (Boboiboy) ᰔᩚ

Gebura (Lobotomy Corporation) ✬

Strawberry Cream Cookie (Cookie Run) ✬

Kotoko Utsugi (Danganronpa) ꕥ

Babs (Chicken Run) ✬

Shaun (Shaun The Sheep) ꕥ

Speakerwoman (Skibidi Toilet) ᰔᩚ

Mr Strong (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ (2nd major fictive!)

Tweak (Octonauts) ᰔᩚ (4th major fictive!)

Ami (Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi) ᰔᩚ

Bubble (BFDI) ᰔᩚ

Mr Nervous (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ (5th major fictive!)

Little Miss Daredevil (The Mr Men Show) ꕥ

Little Miss Sunshine (The Mr Men Show) ᰔᩚ

This is my ref sheet!

Main alias: Toffee

Other alias: Lana (my actual name)

She/Her

I'm Aromantic, so uh I'm not interested to be in a romantic relationship

Autistic

16

Aries

My f/o's Mr Tickle from the Mr Men and Little Miss franchise! (Specifically, he's my childhood crush.)

ꕤ MY FREE DRAWING REQUESTS ARE ONLY AVAILABLE AT THE WEEKENDS IN THE MALAYSIAN TIMEZONE! ꕤ

Erm yeah I have spidersonas as well

The Object Spiders of Earth-2763 OLD REF SHEET >>

>> NEW REFS FOR THE OBJECT-SPIDERS OF EARTH-2763

Spider-Fowl

Clymene Moth

Honeycomb Spider

Avicularia

Green Lynx Spider

MORE INFO ABOUT MY EARTH-2763 SPIDERSONAS!!

(REDESIGNS OF THE OBJECT-SPIDERS WILL BE DRAWN SOON.)

I also made a few BFB AUs too!

BFB MDM AU

BFB MDM AU CHARACTER SUMMARY PT 1

BONUS CHARACTERS FOR THE BFB MDM AU

ASK BLOG FOR THE BFB MDM AU!!

EARTH-2763

BFB HUNGER GAMES AU

PROTAGONIST MARKER AU

BATTLE IN LOBCORP: THE TRUMPET OF TWO

CONCEPT OF THE "CONTESTANTS" IN THIS AU

FULL BILC: TTOT INFO LIST

CURRENT UPCOMING AU I'M MAKING:

FLOWERET: A MR MEN AND LITTLE MISS INFECTION AU

If you're wondering what does my persona look like, feel free to click here!

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ List of my awesome besties!! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

◍ Cooki_Alt

◍ Exsio Picore

◍ NovaAzurite

◍ Moonsprout-sys

◍ MochaBlogger

◍ Trashbins_Stuff

◍ artismeyou-12

◍ vaap0r_wave

◍ B0nb0n

◍ wowwzaaxei

◍ heartsfortwotpot

◍ Branimator

◍ slimebottlesilly

◍ the-random-creechur

DNI if you're hella problematic especially for: NSFW, Proship, Israel supporters, UNTITLED BLOGS, fetish, MAP, Sigmas, L*licons, Ableists, P*dos, etc!

Interests: Mr. Men & Little Miss, BFDI, II, Bloody Bunny, MLP, Cookie Run, FNF, Octonauts, Muse Dash, TF2, Sonic The Hedgehog, Mobile Legends, Super Mario, Pokemon, Roblox, Angry Birds, Spiderverse, Vocaloid, Total Drama, The Amazing Digital Circus, South Park, Chicken Run, Mobile Legends, Lobotomy Corporation, Skibidi Toilet and Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi.

[cursed-spectre]

*Creates the drone equivalent of a chicken nugget generator in the cube. It produces the nuggets out of thin air*

solver_rebooted@sys_wrkr_cassidy:/$ play sys/audio/woo_yeah_baby_vocoded_to_Gangstas_Paradise.ogg

"This is... interesting. I guess I'll put it in my room."

These will be great for midnight snacks. We still enjoy W&A's fried copper nuggets the most, though.

"Yeah, I know. Still, thanks, I guess."

[sysboxes]

what are some weird food concoctions (example: m&ms on pizza) that yall like? And what’re some weird drink concoctions?

(a cultural thing that is regarded as “weird” by others counts)

and is there a backstory to why you like the food and drink? Like is it a childhood thing, something a loved one liked, something you just randomly discovered, something passed down by generations, etc

mod wonder - for weird drink concoctions, i love mixed drinks, like cranberry and apple juice or a variety of soda mixes. for food, depends on what you’d count as weird. oh except, don’t cancel me for this, i eat damp cheerios. i can’t have liquid milk, or any kind, but hard cheerios are sometimes too dry for me, so i add a little tiny bit of water to make them damp, but not full on wet. i also eat matzah with charoset or butter, which isn’t really weird, but might be to someone who’s not jewish

Mod Luxray 🐈‍⬛️⚡️- OKOK SO FOOD watermelon, Tajin, creole seasoning, and whipped cream[cool whip works best], mush it all up and freeze it, you get a sweet with a slight spice sorbet-icecream ass things its SO GOOD. Drinks have to be Lime Jarritos, brisk ice tea-lemonade, and milk/cream, creates a cream soda type thing, back story for both is my mommas friend growin up would always make these for me while i was in the hospital, which was alot, so its become something of a comfort food

Mod Avon 📖 - Lmao I just talked about wildcard sodas! Love that. But for me, I don’t tend to go too wild on concoctions (the autism texture thing goes hard for me). People get upset with me over gummy bears in blended custards though. Like those blended custards at Rita’s? Love gummy bears in those. It reminds me of the good memories I still have of my family.

Mod Jester 🖍 - Not really sure if it’s weird but we love mac and cheese and peas so much. We first thought it was weird when our mom introduced it to us but we tried and loved it. The texture is mainly why we keep going back to it.

Mod Weeping ❤️ - Mac and cheese and peas, mac and cheese and plain lays or salt and vi what lays in between bread (Mac and cheese chip sandwhich 😎), mayo on peas-, spaghetti and peas, and chicken sandwhich with mac and cheese (preferably baked mac and cheese tho?). Mac and cheese and peas was a childhood thing, the Mac and cheese and chip sandwhich was something my brother and I made up, the mayo on peas is something my hip moms family taught me and they called it “cowboy peas” and said it was a southern USA thing but I have never met another person who did this so they may have been lying lmfao, spaghetti and peas was something an upstairs neighbor did and we had to eat it or not eat basically-, the mac and cheese chicken sandwhich was bc of that Chick-fil-A TikTok hack that went around for a bit. Also, and this is a PICA thing that we just never stopped doing, those fucking paper lollipop sticks bro- also some middle eastern foods and thing that ppl generally dont like in the USA unless they’re from there? Various things we ate bc we had PICA as a kid but I don’t count those. And then drinks idk. (Fuck that was so long sorry-). Oh wait- also something a little in our Sys likes- is these wack ass snack concoctions she makes of really spicy chips plus sweet cereal (like O’s) plus something more “plain” like pretzel balls she picks the salt off of

mod plush 🌻 — unfortunately i’m a very average food concoctor. fries and milkshakes, ketchup in mac and cheese (bonus if it’s cheeseburger mac), etc. if you asked me what foods i didn’t like, well, we could be here for hours…