#sylus is a softie

[sayangrafayel]

Crow family Pt. The twins are giving MC the tour of the mansion 🏯

Kieran: This here is the dining area, boss sometimes would make late night snacks for us if the private chef is not around.

Luke: And this is the living room where sometimes we would force boss to watch movies with us.

MC: *nods and sees the stairs leading upwards* What's upstairs?

Luke: Why are you talking to the stairs? You know stairs don't talk, right?

[xayspancakeee]

ladies and gentlemen, the big bad of the onychinus group.

hot damn.

[lavlynyan]

Just saw a tiktok talking about Sylus is girl dad coded and you know what? After the new event card with him braiding MC’s hair, I can see that 😭

I NEEDDDDD more girl dad Sylus fics to read bcs that man is a huge teddy bear 😭

[alyssarodriiii]

sylus is a girl dad and i will die on this hill

[deusfoundry]

SYLUS YOU DORK

[kozuwhore]

get behind me ,, sylus ,, i'll protect you from booktok girls

[starmocha]

He looks so calm, but his heart is beating like crazy 🥺

[bonesblackheadrotten]

im working late, cause im a procrastinator.

i sad.

i open lads. there’s a bunch of chats in celebration of seremoon.

i happy.

[bunbunlovestowrite]

How Sylus fucks you when he overstimulates you

A/N: I couldn't resist turning a cold mean man into a slight softie for us :'). If you prefer colder/meaner Sylus then please ignore this post and block me! <3

Tags: Stylus x Reader, reader is not Mc, Fem!Reader, creampie, clit rubbing, praise, use of "sweetie", slight dumbification, sloppy kisses, overstim, slight belly bulge

It was rare for Sylus to be very gentle in bed. Not saying he was aggressive and manhandled you every time, but he wasn't exactly mother Theresa. He usually had a bruising grip on your hips while pounding into you, one hand making it's way to your face, forcing you to watch his face or watch as his cock slid into you.

But then there were the nights where you begged for more, your eyes teary and hips bucking up to antagonize him. He'd give you what you want, slamming his hips back into yours until you fell apart on his cock and your mind practically snapped. He'd be gentle if you asked any night, but it was when you couldn't ask that he did it unprompted.

"There we go, sweetie." He pulled your body against his chest, hand rubbing your back as his thrusts slowed down and he fucked his cum deeper in. He came three times already, his cum dripping down the base of his cock after it leaked from your cunt.

His right hand slid up your back and he rubbed your hair, kissing your head. "A-ah...Sylus..." You buried your face in his chest, legs wrapping around his waist. He groaned slightly when your nails weakly dug into his back, hitting the scratch marks you left the night prior.

"So needy.." he rolled his hips up into you, smirking at your gasp. His cock hit all the right spots like it was made for you. He sped up slightly, watching as your hips bounced up slightly.

You lean back slightly, putting a little space between your chests. "So hot..." Your voice came out as a small whine, your body slick with sweat. Sylus held onto your waist with one hand as the other slid down from your neck, cupping a breast.

Sylus leaned in and blew cold air onto your neck, making you shiver. He smirked and kissed your neck softly, licking the slick skin. His hips moved slightly faster, his skin slapping against yours.

"Fuck...oh God.." you cry out slightly as he pressed your back against the bed, his hand on your waist holding onto the headboard. "Damn it.." he huffed slightly when you squeezed around him, his eyebrows knitting down.

He bottomed out and went all the way to the hilt, his tip kissing your cervix. You cry out and turn your head to the side, clawing at a pillow. His balls slapped against your ass with each thrust, the sound mixed in with the already lewd noises of your moans and wet slapping.

You desperately slid your hand down to rub your neglected clit, which earned Sylus slapping your hand away. He pressed his thumb to your clit and rubbed it weakly, his gentle touch making you yearn for more.

"Sylus-"

"You can handle it."

He rubbed harder and your toes curled. Your head fell back and a silent scream left you as you came. Sylus groaned when you squirt on his cock, hips squirming like crazy. He grabbed your hips and forced you as close as possible when he came. His balls tightened and you felt his seed pump into you for the third time that night, making your stomach bulge ever so slightly.

A minute later he pulled out with a wet 'shulp', his cock limp and covered with cum and slick. Your eyes were barely open and your whole body trembled. Sylus picked you up and cradled you to his chest, walking over to the large couch in his room.

"You got the bed dirty. Not like I mind. But I need to fix it first." He sat you down on the couch and covered you up with his coat, smiling when you curled up under it. He kissed your head and put on a robe.

You fell asleep before he could even start.

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Requests are open! :3

[loveanddeepthroat]

Luke: Word on the street is that you’ve gone soft, boss.

Sylus: *frowning* Is that so?

Kieran: We would never say such a thing. But we’ve heard it a time or two.

Sylus: We’ll see how soft I am when I snap someone’s—

MC: *walks in upset, holding two halves of a bracelet* Mephisto tore my bracelet off.

Sylus: *immediately stops frowning* Hey, hey, it’s alright, sweetie. Let’s go buy you some new ones, okay?

Luke & Kieran: *cough* Softie. *cough*

[xayspancakeee]

charming, yet dangerous.

truly.

[sylusdoll]

bf sylus headcanons ♡︎

- he’s a biter, likes to bite your hand, cheek and fingers

- wears a ring with your name engraved on the inner part

- very serious about you

- likes when you wear heels bc he knows your feet are going to hurt later, which means he can carry you on one arm, holding your heels on the other

- he always buys you expensive things

- gets offended when you want something cheap

- pays for your nails and other maintenance things

- genuinely gets mad at you if he finds out you paid for yourself one day

- he loves it when youre holding his arm, or any of his fingers when walking out n about

- when it comes to you he gets cuteness aggression which results him in pinching your cheeks a little harder than he intends

- he’s obsessed with your face, when you’re talking he’s just deeply admiring you which makes him unconsciously pinch your lips

“???”

- gets really offended when you don’t give him attention

- despite his exterior he’s a softy

- always puts his hand on top of your head and ruffles your hair a bit

- you get annoyed and then he fixes up your hair for you

- gets very moody when you both get into an argument he makes it everyones problem ( luke and kieran suffer the most )

- luke and kieran literally have to beg you to talk to him

- when you makeup, hes quiet and his eyes soft, very glad that you aren’t upset with him anymore

- whenever you hangout he hands you a rose

- always puts his coat over your shoulder on chilly nights

- when hugging you he lifts you up a bit

- gets very lovey dovey when sleepy, multiple light forehead kisses and on your temple moving down to your eyes and cheeks

- puts your hand on his heart whenever you make him feel something

- always tags along when shopping and helps you pick and choose

- always makes you coffee/tea in the morning

overall he’s head over heals for you, if you asked him to kill for you he would, when it comes to you he’s a big softy, the way he looks at you and the way his eyes soften, confirms you are his moon, stars and universe.

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authors note: i had a lot of fun making this, hope it got you feeling a little smth (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

©satroucat 2024 all rights reserved; pls do not translate, plagiarize, repost on other platforms.

[jinwoosbabyboo]

Let me say this and yall can fight me if you want to…

Tits, Ass, or Thighs??

Zayne is a thigh man all the way. They’re something he can rub on in public without feeling as though he’s being inappropriate. He can brush his hand along them in passing. I imagine he just loves the feel of them and has a hard time keeping his hands off them

Rafayel? Ass for sure. He’s the type to smack your ass any chance he gets and I see him being the type to hump you every time you bend over. He also would take a nap on it. If he catches you laying on your stomach be prepared to stay like that for a while

Xavier is also in love with your thighs. Loves laying on them and between them. Your thighs would be his personal pillow and safe space. He’d worm his way between any chance he gets. His hand would constantly be resting on your thigh if he’s driving or hell even if you’re driving. If you’re sitting down somewhere expect his hand to be on that thigh giving soft squeezes. You get the picture

Now Sylus? This one might get some tomatoes thrown at me but I think he’s a titty guy. Walk with me … He’s a big guy & canonically the tallest out of all of them but he’s a softie thats forced to be cold. They’re like two comforting stress balls for him. He’d stick his hand in your shirt while he’s driving instead of resting it on your thigh. He’d curl his body around yours and shove his face in your cleavage and ask you to play in his hair because he had a long day.

[chuluoyi]

spoilers for the card below!

HELLO I GOT HIM MYAHAHHA *EVIL CACKLE* 😈

[cute-little-crow]

I had a thought earlier, which you can read here and this was born from it.

You want to spar and Sylus is more than happy to indulge you, but he wasn’t anticipating you taking the hand wraps from him…

tw: female reader, total fluff, Sylus is a softie and I will die on that hill, suggestive at best, light petting

Sylus watched whilst you gave the entirety of your attention to the red hand wraps in your grasp. His throat felt tight, dry, like he might not be able to take his next breath—until he does.

The concentration etched plainly across your face tugged the golden threads woven around his heart until it seemed like it might beat right out of his damn chest.

You are so precious… do you realise?

“One… two…”

“What are you counting, sweetie?” He asked, curious.

His head canted left, the facade of amusement masking his features in an attempt to protect himself from a hurt that in his heart of hearts he knew might never come.

Your eyes crinkled at the corners as you glance up, smiling whilst you explain that it’s important to wrap around the wrist then the width of the palm a specific number of times to provide support. It’s information he learned many many years ago, so much so that it’s now muscle memory, but it’s cute to see you take such an interest.

“Mm. I see.”

Sylus hummed, stepping closer and letting his unoccupied hand ghost the curve of your hip. For a moment, he was certain you hadn’t noticed his actions, too engrossed in your activity, but when his calloused fingers grazed the side of your breast… you paused.

Twinkling eyes lifted to his face, searching his crimson gaze and finding nothing but mystery. His thumb subtly rubbed the underside of your breast and you let out a soft gasp in response.

“Sylus~”

“Sweetie?”

Your brow knit together in an effort to regain your concentration. Under, over, around, smooth out any lumps. The words of the guide you had found online the previous night when you couldn’t sleep replayed in your mind.

Pouting, you blew a breath through your nose. “You’re distracting me…”

“It’s not my fault, you’re very distractable.”

“Is that even a word?”

Sylus chuckled, and leaned down when you finally finished with his right hand. He flexed his fingers to test the tension of the wrap, pride filling his chest at how competently you had worked.

His lips caressed the shell of your ear. “Does it matter? And… good job, sweetheart.”

He melted at your beaming smile. The remnants of his barriers splintered before exploding in full force. These emotions were almost too much.

He wanted to kiss you.

He wanted to press you up against the nearest wall and reward your good job with one of his own.

But mostly… he wanted to protect you with the same level of care and consideration you had shown his hand moments ago.

Swallowing back his pride, he kissed the crown of your head and placed his left hand within the cradle of yours.

“One more then you can show me how much you’ve been practising. I have a feeling you might take me by surprise this evening.”

What you didn’t know was that you already had…

an: I’m open to requests ☺️ dividers by @/roseschoices

[sushiyuzu]

cooking dinner

warning: fluff — sylus cooks dinner for the 2 of you 🍽

- second acc: @blushpawss

spices.

and herbs.

those were the very first things you smell the moment you stepped into the kitchen, catching the familiar scent of the ingredients that only meant one thing—sylus was cooking again.

he stood at the stove, his posture as straight and composed as ever, every movement precise. it was a sight you’d seen before, yet it never failed to make your heart skip a beat.

“cooking for me again?” you asked with a playful lilt, leaning against the doorway. “you spoil me, you know that?”

sylus turned his head just enough to give you a quick glance, his expression as serious as ever. “someone has to make sure you eat properly,” he said, his voice deep and matter-of-fact.

you chuckled, stepping closer. “oh, is that right? or are you just showing off your cooking skills again?”

he huffed, the corners of his lips twitching upward in the faintest hint of a smile. “maybe a little of both,” he admitted, his tone softening as he stirred the contents of the pot with care.

you sat down at the kitchen island, already feeling the warmth and comfort that came with these moments. sylus’s tough exterior remained intact—brow furrowed, eyes focused—but there was no denying the gentleness in his actions, especially when it was for you.

“do you need any help?” you offered, even though you knew he’d say no.

as expected, he shot you a firm look. “i’ve got this, sweetie,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “just sit and relax. i’m making your favorite.”

your chest tightened at his words, the simple act of him remembering what you liked making your heart flutter. “you didn’t have to go through all this trouble,” you said, touched by the unexpected gesture.

“it’s not trouble,” sylus said firmly, his serious gaze locking onto yours. “you deserve to be taken care of.”

for a moment, you were speechless, caught off guard by the tenderness in his eyes. it was rare for him to show his softer side, but when he did, it always left you breathless. “thank you,” you said softly, feeling warmth spread through you.

he gave a curt nod, turning back to the stove as if the brief moment of vulnerability had never happened. “now be a good kitty for me and stay quiet,” he instructed, his tone returning to its usual firm and authoritative manner.

you obeyed, a smile tugging at your lips as you watch him continue cooking, his movements efficient and precise, yet you could tell he was putting extra care into each step.

you smiled, resting your chin in your hands as you watched him work. “you’re such a softie, you know that?”

his brow furrowed even more, and he avoided your gaze, a light flush dusting his cheeks. “i have no idea what you’re talking about,” he muttered, turning back to the stove with a slight smirk plastered on his face.

“sure you don’t,” you teased, enjoying how flustered he got whenever you pointed out the obvious.

within minutes, he was plating up dinner—your favorite dish—presenting it with the same care and precision you’d seen him use a dozen times before. he set the plate in front of you with a small nod, and you couldn’t help but feel touched by the effort he always put into making sure everything was perfect.

“it smells amazing,” you said sincerely, picking up your fork.

“it should taste that way too,” he said with a hint of pride, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched you take the first bite.

you hummed in delight, your eyes lighting up. and for a moment, you swore you saw the tension in his shoulders ease.

“oh my god, sylus,” you said, genuinely impressed. “this is... this is really good!”

he let out a breath, almost as if he’d been holding it, and a faint smile tugged at his lips. “i’m glad,” he said, his voice dropping to that softer tone again.

“you know,” you said, your voice gentle, “you don’t have to do this all the time. i’d be happy with something simple too.”

sylus paused, glancing over his shoulder with that serious expression that always made your heart race. “sweetie, it’s not about simple or complicated,” he said quietly. “it’s about doing things for you.”

you were momentarily stunned, your heart swelling at his words. sigh. he always said the most heartfelt things in the simplest way, catching you off guard every single time.

“you really are impossible,” you said, shaking your head with a smile.

he shrugged, a slight smirk playing on his lips. “i’ve heard worse,” he said, and there was a softness in his eyes that told you he didn’t mind being impossible if it was for you.

you both ate together, the atmosphere warm and comfortable despite his serious demeanor. there were moments when you caught him watching you, a softness in his gaze whenever you looked back at him. it was those fleeting glances that made your heart swell, knowing that underneath that tough exterior, there was a gentle, caring side he only revealed to you.

after dinner, you started to get up to clear the dishes, but sylus’s hand shot out, stopping you. “i’ll handle it,” he said firmly, his eyes locking onto yours with that usual intense seriousness.

“but—” you began, only to be cut off.

“sit,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. then, softer, “you’ve had a long day. let me take care of this.”

your cheeks warmed, and you sank back into your seat, watching as he cleaned up the kitchen with the same efficiency he brought to everything he did. he was so focused, so diligent, and yet there was a certain tenderness in the way he handled everything—like he was making sure everything was perfect just for you.

“you’re really sweet, you know that?” you said suddenly, unable to hold back the smile that spread across your face.

sylus raised an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “oh? only just now noticing?” he teased, his voice carrying a slight hint of cockiness.

you rolled your eyes, but your smile widened. “don’t let it get to your head,” you warned, playfully nudging his arm.

“too late,” he shot back with a chuckle, leaning in just a little closer. “and besides, i’m not just sweet. i’m unforgettable.”

you let out a laugh, shaking your head. “okay, okay, mr. unforgettable,” you said, feeling your heart flutter at the confident sparkle in his eyes.

“that’s more like it,” sylus said, his tone softening as he reached out to brush a strand of hair from your face, his fingers lingering just a second longer than necessary. “just making sure you know what you’ve got.”

you felt your cheeks heat up, your playful retort momentarily caught in your throat as his gaze softened, his expression both teasing and sincere.

you smiled once more, feeling a rush of affection for the man who, despite his stoic exterior, was always so gentle with you.

“finish your wine,” he said, his tone brusque as he continued washing the dishes, but you saw the way his shoulders relaxed, the faint blush that dusted his cheeks.

you sipped your wine, feeling incredibly lucky to have someone who, while serious and tough to the world, had a heart that was soft and gentle when it came to you.