#sylus is absolutely an insecure man

[astracora]

I was gonna hold myself back but the tags gave me brainworms, so I had to babble more like the stupid obsessive that I am.

Sylus is a strong person, incredibly powerful, intelligent on another level, capable of fighting wars alone because he knows how to conquer and destroy like a general should. He is a warlord, a highly powerful criminal, its even suggested in his anecdote that he LET himself be captured. (No one understands how any of the Philos authorities finally got their hands on him, and then how he just up and avoided them afterwards.)

He quotes the art of war, he talks about the ephemerality of the soul, he is beyond a doubt a very capable person.

He's also a scared boy, who lost his entire family, and was raised in a way where his entire view of himself shattered into nothing, because of the change to his identity that he never truly managed to process.

Sylus has very little sense of self in the same way others do, because he doesn't *know* who he is. He was a human, then he was a dragon, then he was caged, then he was freed. Then he was a tool for MC's vengeance, then he was a criminal, then he was the Sylus of the N109 Zone.

He took a name on from the one person who didn't see him as a monster, because its the closest thing he's ever had to an anchor of being.

But because of that his entire sense of self and perception ends up tied up in this person who he chased through worlds. (Literally coming through the deepspace tunnel to find them).

Whenever he talks about himself, he calls himself a monster. He says he was worse than a wanderer. Actively parroting back the propaganda spread about him by the Justiciars, because fundamentally he believes that to be true. (And perhaps what happened at the end of his myth affirmed that for him.)

He's so terribly incredible but so horrifically insecure because his entire perception of self is wrapped up in what other people have told him.

The only parts of him that aren't tied up in that horror of being a monster, is what MC has told him.

He'd break his back to be something for them, because he has no idea how to be him, because he was never given that chance.

After all, he was born into apocalyptic terror, people cursed his existence and fabricated his sins.

Thinking about Goodcat code again. Thinking about how Sylus has said more than once 'would you still like me if I wasn't wild' because he was your dragon, and you fell in love while chasing revenge with a 'wild beast' at your side.

Thinking about how Sylus uses other people (primarily Mephisto) as a cover for his feelings. 'Mephisto gets separation anxiety, can I visit too' 'Mephisto misses you, so I called you'.

'Snowy Owl prefers men who are obedient', the nod to himself, the act he puts on despite wanting nothing to do with Snowy Owl. The question in his eyes, is this what you want? Do you want me at your feet?

Who do you want me to be?

Is this really all about another person, or do you want me to be someone else?

[p0rnd3aler]

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE NSFW THINK PIECE/DRABBLE

I’m depraved

Rafayel is the neediest. He’s got a lot of insecurities/abandonment issues from his first love and he def has an anxious attachment style. He’s also absolutely the type of person to be codependent (Hello?? “Join me let’s drown in the ocean together”????? Like, come on). He’s constantly trying to do every little thing with you, almost like he can’t breathe unless it’s air that’s already been filtered through your lungs.

However, all big baby behavior™️ considered, he definitely knows how to woo you. I feel like since he’s Lemurian and also an artist, he only knows how to love a person in the most deeply devoted and romantic way. He’s also very careful with his heart and who he gives it to, once he decides it’s truly and solely yours that’s it. There’s no one else. But you also have to honor that with proper care, he’s very sensitive.

Anyway, I feel like he fucks in a way that’s slow, very sensual. The kind of love making where he takes over all of your senses, all you can feel is his touch, all you can smell is his sweat and cologne, all you can taste is him on your tongue, and all you can see and hear are his face and the sweet words of devotion he whimpers in your ear.

He’s also very easy to rile up.

Zayne is boring to me. Like I get the appeal he’s very hot and he’s also very stable (in a romantic sense) and healthy but I just can’t fantasize about that. Like yeah he’s a busy ass surgeon who will always make time for you no matter what and he’s super devoted and always caring for you in little ways, but also mf will make you take a water break during sex if you’re too wet bc he doesn’t want you to get dehydrated. Im done.

Honestly I think I’m biased against him bc the way he talks to MC just reminds me of this horrid man I met at a bus stop once who immediately started trying to tell me what to do/give me life advice. I get Zayne is qualified and the guy at the bus stop was not but idc if y’all want me to put effort into writing for him ur gonna have to submit it into the requests baby, moving on.

SYLUS. I feel like everybody thinks he’s just some big ol’ nasty freak but they’re WRONG. THEYRE WRONG ABOUT HIM.

Don’t get me wrong he’s definitely fucking tweaking when you first meet him, like just going apeshit off the bat with no context for us. But also? Once you get to know him? Bitch I’ll kill for that man you do not know. This mf drops everything for you.

Important arms deal he’s been trying to set up for a year or going to the arcade with you to get plushies out of a claw machine? Deal = cancelled

The fearless leader of the N109 zone who blows up anyone who perturbs him slightly. MF contributes 50% of the carbon in the atmosphere alone with the amount of shit he literally actually blows up with bombs. But you? You may break into his house and handcuff him to his bed in his sleep while trying to steal a brooch off of him. he doesn’t give a fuck. he’s in love with you. Set his house on fire! He won’t care! He’ll just buy a new one!

As rough as he is around the edges he’s completely smitten. “You should know I adore you. There is no love purer than mine.” Like girl don’t fucking play with me. Is he mentally ill? Absolutely. But he is so devoted, so careful with you. “I’m never annoyed when we do things together.” It’s literally like he’s learning how to be a human being for once and he doesn’t care about losing the coldness or sharpness he once had because you’re more than enough to replace any absence the loss of those thing may bring. He knows he’s getting soft and doesn’t care. He doesn’t try to stop it. To kill for you is nothing to him. Not even a second thought. He kills all the time. But he would never harm again if the violence ever came in between you two.

And I think that dedication, that devotion totally translates itself into how he makes love to you. He’s definitely a filthy talker, I think he says some NASTY shit during sex, just because he likes seeing you squirm and feel how your skin gets hot from his words. But I don’t think he likes hurting you. He wouldn’t do anything to harm you. He’ll spank you yeah, and he’ll tap or squish your cheeks to get your attention. But he only wants to bring you pure, carnal pleasure when it comes to sex. If you even think “that feels good” he’s like a dog with a bone. You get no rest when he’s there you only get mind-numbing pleasure. He’s a tease, he’ll poke lighthearted fun at how loud you’re being, ask you who you think can hear you two while you’re being nasty. But he knows you. He knows what you love, what gets you off, and he cares to learn all of this because of how much he loves you God I’m SICK

Xavier is filthy. That man laps up your pussy like a thirsty dog. The freakiest nastiest mf out of all of them. He won’t show any sexual prowess or interest for months I think. I’m not sure he’s even aware of his powers. Your relationship will literally be based around his chaotic sleeping “schedule” (that shit is not a schedule) and relaxing between missions together. All things considered, you guys spend almost every waking (and sleeping) hour together. Work, dates, naps, eating, it’s almost always together.

It’s not until he hears you getting hit on all night that his composure finally starts to crack.

Three months of the sweetest, purest boyfriend you could ever ask for. Your sweet silly boy, who starts silently pouting all night. It’s not until you two finally find a hotel to stay at for the night, that he finally starts loosening up.

“I’m not a young fool, you know. I don’t take what’s in front of me for granted” he quotes the guys hitting on you earlier, which he heard through your ear piece. Then he recites every time another guy hit on you while you two were on your mission. He’s a jealous jealous jealous boy. He HATES other guys vying for your attention. It just makes him want to whisk you away and bounce you on his dick so loud that every other guy can hear it. When he feels jealousy, he feels the need to mark, claim, devour you so no one else can try and steal you. He gets himself worked up. Stewing and agonizing over the thought and the memory of another guy trying to get to you so much that he can’t even think of sleeping. He gets completely taken over by the urge to have your every reaction solely based on him and what he gives you. I think he fights off these feelings for a long time, up until the protocore mission in the misty invasion memory. He just barely keeps it together until you’re rubbing all over him, pulling him closer to whisper his name in his ear, he just can’t take it. He needs to hear you say it louder. He needs everyone to hear you say his name.

He fucks you so sloppy, the kind of man who does not care what means he has to use as long as the end is what he wants. He wants you covered in marks of his making, he wants you to smell like him, he wants you to have trouble walking the next day, and he wants that asshole who tried hitting on you at work to ask you “what’s wrong? You look like you’re having trouble walking”

And as soon as the guy asks that you look over to Xavier, who has the most pleased little shit eating grin on his face.

The craziest part is that after he gets it all out of his system he’s back to being the little innocent sweet boy. But you know his secret, and he likes that you know it.

[leighsartworks216]

Okay but Sylus having a fat partner

He is buying you custom clothes that fit just how you like, sending them back for adjustments in a heartbeat if the smallest thing didn't work for you. He is getting you the best meals, by taking you out to restaurants or having his personal chef make them or even cooking them himself. He loves watching you indulge in what you enjoy. Pulling you to sit in his lap wherever you go, especially if you've been walking around for a while. Or even carrying you around effortlessly to help out

Absolutely soothing every insecurity that comes up. You don't like your stretch marks? Well what if he takes his sweet sweet time nibbling along each one until they're replaced with his bite marks? You're worried what everyone else will think of you being with him? Oh, sweetie, he'd gladly show you exactly what he thinks of you in the middle of all of them; he doesn't care what they think

Being self conscious about being on top in bed? He is proudly grabbing you by the hips and dragging you up to rest on his face to he can eat you out or suck you off. (If you have a dick, he would encourage you to fuck his mouth, just like he'd encourage someone with a vagina to grind down into his mouth)

Sitting you firmly in his lap and praising you so so SO much as he lines himself up with you and guides you down onto him. Squeezing your thighs and leaving little bruises all over as he supports you while you ride him

Pulls you overtop him, hugs you to his chest, as he fucks up into you if you get too tired. Biting down on your shoulder as he holds your hips up so he can perfectly fuck into you

Trailing soft touches down your back when you cum, massaging out your muscles and whispering how perfect you feel on top of him

This man honestly would love grabbing at your sides, dragging his nails along your folds and curves, holding you so close to him with every ounce of real estate he can get his hands on

If someone dares make fun of you in front of him, he's not giving them a chance to redeem themselves