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Had a quick question, for your breaking the forth wall au is Bree a self insert/oc or based on someone you know? Sorry I’m a new follower so I’m trying to understand!

Hiya. Bree is a mixture of both self-insert and OC. There are some aspects of my life I input into the story. One day, I just had this crazy thought about what would happen if the triad became sentinent and how they would go about getting my/Bree's attention, and I want to make it relatable as possible.

I hope this helps.

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"Auntie Bree. Come and see what I've found."

Looking up from the sandwich container, she spotted her nephew pointing to the branch of a tree in the park they were having their weekly aunt-nephew day out.

Bree put down the sandwich and made her way over. She smiled at the excited look her nephew sported.

"What's got you so exuberated? I don't recall giving you anything with sugar, yet."

The nine-year-old rolled his eyes "really auntie? Never mind that... Look! Look! I thought you told me crows don't live in our country but I'm sure this bird is a crow."

"That's because they don't. Crows don't exist in the southern parts of South America baby."

Bree looked at the bird the little hands were pointing to, and she blinked repeatedly before doing a double take. Holy hell! It was a crow.

Her nephew laughed at her expression "I'm right! It is a crow."

"Hush you. Any louder and you'll scare them. Wow, I can't believe it. It's so beautiful."

"Touch it, Auntie!"

She snorted "and get pecked, no thank you. I have such dainty hands."

"Boo, scared and dramatic."

Bree let out a laugh "I'm a bad influence on you. Nine years old and the sass mouth you have. Your mother will give me an earful."

A loud caw startled them both, causing Bree to stand protectively in front of the boy. Her gaze landed on the crow who was staring right back at her.

Are crows supposed to have red eyes? Genetic mutation, perhaps? Its gaze made her feel uneasy.

Not wanting to become a target for the bird, Bree quietly but quickly ushered her nephew away from the tree and towards their picnic blanket.

"Let's leave it be and have lunch, we still have the aquarium to visit and I promised your mother I'd stop at the craft store to buy her some wool."

The young boy groaned "More wool. Please auntie, tell her they ran out. The house is starting to look like gammy Tulip's sewing room."

Bree laughed and just shook her head. When they settled, she looked back at the tree but the crow was no longer there.

She let out a sigh. It was nice that they were able to see one in person. Hopefully, this would be the only encounter.

Foreboding. Sorry Bree.

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Lyssa playing and having no issues with lizards and certain bugs.

Que the flying roach... the guns come out, evol erratic, and screaming for either Zayne or Sylus or both.

The guys would give it a few more seconds, entertained by Lyssa being frazzled. However, they would quickly intervene when a stray bullet passes through the wall they stood by.

Zayne would freeze the flying menace while Sylus would disarm, trigger happy Lyssa before kissing her between chuckles until she calmed down.

Luke and Kieran giggled in a hidden corner at the video they took of the whole ordeal, sending it to the group chat.

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Hello and welcome to my blog. Here we focus on our wonderful and lovely LADS gentlemen: Zayne, Sylus, Rafayel and Xavier.

However, Mephisto is boss, and I (Bree) am his assistant. We share the inside scoops on Sylus, Lyssa and Zayne's relationship.

Shenanigans in the LADS world (with guest surprises from various characters) and we invite you to join us in the happy chaos.

Be respectful, be mindful cause we promote positivity here. Story updates are done based on my schedule, health and my ADHD and I'm trying to keep the blog as organized as much as possible. Hence, this will act as a content sheet so navigation will be easy.

The Shenanigans Series

The unserious, crack Fic drabbles of the guys and Lyssa. Others will be pulled into the madness; Mephisto calls the shots.

01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10

11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20

21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30

The Baby AU

Lyssa finding an abandoned baby. LADS getting roped along the way. Nice slice of life/eventual romance story slow to update.

Chapter one, Chapter two, Chapter three, Chapter four, Chapter five

Chapter six, Chapter seven, Chapter eight, Chapter nine, Chapter ten

Romance between Crow, Snow and Song

Snippets showcasing the lives of Sylus x Zayne x Lyssa.

01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20

21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30

The Myth AU

Everyone had an origin story, and every good romance has its drama. The triad is no exception. This is their story.

Breaking the Fourth Wall Series

Self-aware au, where Bree is in for a wild ride and the triad nearly gave her a heart attack. (chapters are in no particular order)

Birthday wishes >>> Events kind of suck >>> Crows don't live here.

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The comment about the stiff ass mattress was the icing on the cake.

The First Meet Self-Aware!Sylus

Is it still kidnapping if you’re in love with him? Yes. It is. Welcome to the N109 Zone get comfortable baby pt. 1 here

Self-Aware!Sylus who can call anywhere home, but is becoming less and less interested in the N109 zone because you’re not there “Well you can’t come here” “Why not?” “You’re not real Sylus how would you come here?” he turns tapping his chin as if he's actually trying to figure out a way to access your world “You could come here”

Sylus wouldn’t out right say it, but he was desperate to have you in his arms it just never seemed possible. There was nothing either of you could do so you settled for a love that would end tragically because you just couldn’t let him go. You found yourself daydreaming constantly about spending your days with him. What it would be like to hold his hand instead of your phone. To caress his cheek and feel his warmth in the palm of your hand. You gave yourself butterflies just imagining him melting into your touch.

Just him.

“You’re spacing out Princess” You slightly jumped at the sound of his voice. You glanced down at the celery you were mindlessly chopping. “Shit I didn’t mean to dice it” You huffed and scraped it onto the pan anyway; there was no way you were going back to the store right now. You looked back at Sylus who was casually sitting on his couch watching a musical. Sometimes it really made you feel crazy seeing him like this. Not the in-game repeated movements that he was programmed to do, but fluid movement and everyday life activities. It really felt like you were talking to a person and not just code in a game. “What are you watching?”

Sylus hummed off key as he answered “Heathers” You giggled at the fact that the big bad Onychinus leader watches musicals in his living room during his free time. “You should join me” He glanced at you from the corner of his eye and smiled to himself like there was some inside joke you didn’t catch. “Only in our dreams” You smiled at him, but it was somber the reality of your relationship always made you a little sad yet here you were doing nothing to end it. You turned back to stir the vegetables you had sautéing because the last thing you need is for them to overcook.

That's when you heard the clearest voice in your ear “Just dreams?” You spun around rapidly flinging food in the process. Your heart pounded against your chest as you scanned the empty kitchen looking for any other sign of life. You immediately swapped out the spoon for the knife you had just minutes earlier. “Sylus please tell me you heard that”

Silence.

You glanced at your phone and saw that the screen was off. “Is there a fucking demon in my house right now?” You snatched your phone ready to call a friend to come over, but your efforts were thwarted when a band of silky red and black mist wrapped around your wrist wrenching you backwards. “I’ve been called worse”

You breath hitched causing you to choke on your own spit as you came face to face with Sylus. Are you going crazy? You struggled against his evol that felt like what you could only describe as smoke with density. “I must be hallucinating” You’ve imagined having this man in front of you for months, but you had no idea he would be this terrifying in person. It felt like you were standing before a hungry wolf that wouldn’t second guess snapping your neck. Why was his demeanor so damn scary? Before you could even process what was happening Sylus grabbed you buy the waist and pulled you close to him. “I’m sorry Princess but this is probably going to hurt”

“Wha-” Pain seared through you in an instant like lightning and fire at once. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream as it felt like your vocal cords were singed to a crisp. The pain was unbearable it changed from searing to pins and needles almost like little pieces of you were splitting apart. You couldn’t handle it and your vision went dark as you passed out.

You came too slowly, groaning as you stretched your limbs on a stiff mattress. You sat up slowly realizing you were fine. Rolling your shoulders and rubbing your legs you were sure whatever that was must have just been a terrible dream. Maybe? “I knew I was dreaming” you couldn’t explain the amount of pain you felt though. You turned and noticed instead of your usual view of your room you were looking out amongst a vast dark city. “Where-”

“What do you think?” a voice said in your ear causing your fight or flight to kick in. You pulled your legs under yourself and swung your fist as hard as you could in the direction of the voice. The person groaned at the contact and you reached for the nearest object you could find which was a lamp and swung it, but your wrist was caught mid air and you were disarmed with ease. Within seconds you were pinned down on the mattress.

Your eyes widened in shock when you realized who was holding you down “Sylus?” He was just as intimidating as he was in your dream. Or was it a dream? “You’re not dreaming” Sylus squeezed your wrist tightly “Ow stop stop it hurts” he raised an eyebrow as his lip quirked up “See?” You rolled your eyes he was way too amused with your reaction for your liking. “We need to work on that right hook of yours it's a little weak” He can’t be serious right now you just punched him in his jaw and tried to beat him over the head with a lamp and the first thing he thinks of is training your punches to get better? Typical.

Sylus couldn’t help but, chuckle at your expression with your brows furrowed and your lips curled in frustration. “I wish you could see yourself right now” You pushed his face away with your free hand irritated with him for causing you that much pain.

“I wish you would get a new mattress why is this bitch so stiff my fucking back hurts” You squirmed underneath him. He inhaled a sharp breath making you freeze realizing the position you were in; he was nestled perfectly between your legs with one hand pinned above your head. Suddenly there was a knock at the door “Boss we heard some commotion are you okay?” Sylus rolled his eyes “I’m fine. Leave.”

“Yes boss” The sound of footsteps retreated until there was silence again. Sylus looked down at you furrowing his brows, this time is was your turn to smirk. “Don’t say it” He warned. Your lips quivered as you tried to stop your smile from forming “Are those my boys?” Sylus gave you a bored look before rolling his eyes at you as well. “Do you know how hard it was to bring you here Princess? You’re more excited for Luke and Kieran than me” Sylus expression seemed irritated, but the look in his eyes was pouty. You had Sylus jealous of his own men now that was an ego boost. You squirmed in his hold again trying to free yourself. “This is a lot for me Sylus you have some explaining to do" You kicked your legs like a toddler trying to sit up once again "And let me get up your mattress is not comfortable!”

Sylus huffed at your commands, but of course he listened getting up and pulling you with him. He had you straddle his lap with his hands gently placed on your waist. “Is this more comfortable?” He leaned back against the headboard his eyes traveling up and down your body. Based on the look in his eyes it was almost as if even he couldn’t believe you were not only in front of him, but on top of him at the moment.

“No! w-well y-yea but-” You cut yourself off to save face. This man really had you stuttering like porky the pig. You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts as best as you could. “How the actual fuck am I here right now Sylus”

“Energy manipulation is stronger than you think” He shrugged like it was no big deal. “What the fuck does that even mean?”

“If you turn something into pure energy it can travel wherever you want it to even into as you call it a game world” His words bounced around in your head as you tried to make sense of them. What does he mean energy can travel anywhere. Then it hit you. The searing pain, pins and needles, the black out. “You turned me into pure energy to bring me here?!” You screamed in his face.

“Something like that” He replied in a bored tone “The shopkeeper said it should only hurt the first time” You rubbed your temples just trying to stay calm, how were you supposed to be okay with the fact that you were seemingly ripped apart and put back together inside of a damn game. You felt Sylus shifting underneath you and his hands running up your sides. “Tell me” he tilted your chin down so he could look you in the eye. “Are you not happy to have me like this?” he wrapped his arms around your waist while he rested his chin on your chest. “I can hear your heart beating fast”

“Of course I'm happy to see you” You cradled his face in your hands and he immediately melted into your touch. It was even better than you imagined it would be. His eyes closed and you could feel the satisfying hum that rumbled in his chest. You stared in awe at the sight before you; he was really melting because of you. He opened his eyes and dropped his gaze to your lips causing them to part “Prove it.”

You didn’t need to be a genius to know he wanted a kiss. You two spend many nights talking about it. He made you promise that if you ever actually met him the first thing you would do is kiss him. That promise was clearly broken since the first thing you did was punch him in the face. His lips looked so soft and full you didn’t hesitate to lean in and Sylus met you half way. It lasted no longer than three seconds before you pulled away. “What's wrong?" You shook your head and looked away “Nothing you’re just making me nervous”

You had no time to prepare yourself as Sylus slammed you back on your back and pressed his lips to yours in a heated kiss. Your eyes bugged out of your head before slightly rolling back as you gave into him. He nipped at your bottom lip and shoved his tongue in when you opened up for him. You thought he would be more rough, but he was actually so gentle. He kissed you like he was trying to perfectly mold your mouth to only fit his. No more like it was already made to fit only him. You wrapped you arms around his neck and snaked one hand up the back of his head tugging the hair at the nape. He smiled against your lips “Do that again” he whispered, hooking your leg over his hip. You tugged even harder this time relishing in the satisfied groan he let out.

You could do this for hours, but you had too many questions. You pulled his head away trying to catch your breath. “We’re not done talking Sylus” He sucked his teeth and sighed heavily as he sat up. This time he didn’t pull you onto his lap he helped you sit up and fixed your shirt that was riding up from him almost removing it. “Ask your questions” He leaned back against the headboard with his arms crossed. You couldn’t help, but giggle at the slight pout he was failing to hide. "For starters where can we buy a softer mattress?"

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"Your counterpart is rather upset today."

Lyssa looked up from her book at Zayne's comment.

"Bree? I wonder why... wait, what day is it?"

"According to her phone, it is the 16th."

Lyssa hummed in contemplation. "Oh! Darn, she must not have been able to get them."

"Get what?," came Sylus's voice as he entered, sitting next to Zayne

"It's Bree. I don't think she got your memories from the event."

"So that's why she's been pouting and mumbling under her breath. Maybe I should glitch her game to give her diamonds or reveal myself as being sentinent.

"NO!"

"NO!"

Sylus laughed. It was so entertaining messing with them.

"She's not ready to know Sylus. Let's give her a few more months before we do anything drastic."

"Yeah, Sy. The last thing we need is her freaking out, especially when she is sick again. She'll be less upset in an hour or so... she doesn't stay angry for long."

Zayne nodded "it's helps that a new memory of me has been announced, so her mood would definitely improve."

A/N: I'm under the weather... again. stupid change of weather where I live and my immune system. Anyways, goodbye to Sylus's event (pissed off that by 100 pulls I got nothing for him).

At least seeing a glimpse of Zayne's new memory made me happy. I'm having fun with these self-aware drabbles.

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I reached for my phone to turn off my alarm, but before I could do so, it was snatched away.

Blinking twice to clear my vision, I was greeted with Mephisto's nonchalant gaze. The alarm is still going off.

"If you're going to be a pest early morning, the least you can do is turn the darn thing off."

He cawed before flying out the room, device in talons.

Huffing in annoyance, I got up quietly and maneuvered off the bed so as not to disturb my sleeping two year old.

Somewhere in the house, the alarm was finally silenced. I had to roll my eyes. My body desperately needed tea, so I hurried to conduct my morning routine and then proceeded downstairs and into the kitchen.

A hand on my back caused me to jump a bit. Turning, my eyes met Zaynes' who had an apologetic look.

"Good morning and happy birthday."

"Good morning, Dr. Zayne. Thank you. When did you get here?"

"A few minutes ago. Lyssa let me in. I came to hand deliver your present before I head in for my shift."

As he spoke, Zayne led me to sit at the breakfast table and placed a cup of tea in front of me.

"Oh. Thank you. Is the gang planning on spoiling me today?"

He smiled. "Do you need to ask... blame the twins for what will happen today."

I couldn't help but groan. "I don't want to know. The heads up is appreciated. I have to admit, i wasn't expecting presents. When did you get the time to go shopping?"

"I made the time, plus it helps when there are people willing to help."

My chest felt warm at his statement. Ever busy, Dr. Zayne is going out of his swamped schedule to buy me something.

"I don't know what to say. I know you're mostly busy, so hearing you say that... you didn't have... thanks."

Zayne smiled at the lack of articulation on my part. It was criminal for him to make me feel like that. I like it.

I glanced at the kitchen clock. "If you don't get moving now, you'll be late."

Getting up, he placed a kiss on my cheek and placed the small blue present in my hand. "You tend to sleep late too often, so I got something that will help. Open it when I leave. I'll see you later this evening."

"I will. Have a great day at work."

I watched as he left and continued drinking my tea, smiling down at the present, resting in my lap.

"Hey Bree! Happy birthday!"

I squealed in fright, spilling some of the tea "fucking hell Lyssa! Why? It's too early for this shit."

She laughed while pulling me into a hug. "Sorry, sorry, but your reactions are fun at times. Hey! I see Zayne gave you his present... here's Xavier's and Rafayel's gifts."

I watched as she excitedly placed two gifts onto the table

"Oh, Raf says he hopes you win the lottery or something along that line and that you have the blessings from the sea God. Xav says he'll bake you something when he gets back from some mission he has... I can bake for you. He'll just set something on fire."

I couldn't help the eyeroll while whispering "hypocrite" under my breath.

She must have heard me because the side eye was hella bombastic.

"It's not even 7:30, and I'm already feeling a headache coming on. Can't you lot just allow me to have a quiet birthday?"

"No way, plus you know Sylus won't let you be stuck at home all day."

Just then, red evol and feathers appeared and towering above me was none other than the man of discussion.

"Hello, kitten. Happy birthday."

"Good morning, Sylus, and thank you, but shouldn't you be sleeping? The sun is already making its way in the sky."

He chuckled. "I can spare a few hours of non-sleep. It is your big day, after all."

"It's just a regular day, Sylus. I was planning on relaxing and catching up on some reading."

Lyssa shouting 'boring' from the other room. When did she leave?

"Here, I thought you going out a few times this month would make you want to not stay home all the time."

"I'm set in my ways, you know this. Since you're here and it's my day, do i get a wish granted?"

"Oh? And what, pray tell do you wish of me?"

"For you to sing me 'happy birthday'. Please."

His piercing gaze met mine as he raised a brow, "Really, kitten? Aren't I tone deaf? I do recall you and Lyssa making such a comment at our last karaoke outing."

Giggling, I finished the last of the tea "true but I never said I didn't like when you sang. So, please, can you sing for me?"

Sylus sighed. "I suppose I'll indulge you just this once."

The smile on my face couldn't be helped. I really did like his singing even though it's off key.

"You're lucky I like you, or else you wouldn't be graced with my talents."

"Then I count myself very lucky. Thank you, that was one of the best presents I've ever gotten. Mmm... it's time for Bon-bon to wake up, I better get to that."

Yet as I got up to leave the kitchen, I found myself pulled into a hug, soft fabric resting on my cheek "Sylus... this can wait, you know."

"You know I don't have patience for certain things. Accept the hug and let Lyssa wake the little energy ball."

"But..." his grip tightened a bit.

"Fine, but the moment she comes in here, squealing 'unc Sy-sy', you will let me go."

"That will take a while, so it's a fair deal."

"Insufferable"

"You complain, but secretly, you love every minute of it."

"You can't prove anything."

"This is proof enough. Now relax before I drag you out to shop."

Those words made me shudder in fright, but I had to smile, especially when the pitter patter of feet ran into the kitchen and the squealing of 'Sy-Sy' filled the space.

Lyssa laughing her ass off in the corner.

A/N: It's my birthday, and I had a dream (wanted to share it), and now I'm going to sleep.

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My baby

My dragon is gone

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MYTHS AND CREATURES

A Love and Deepspace Mini-series

Philo, planet of wonder and the immortal. Home to things known and unknown. Tales, legends and myths spoken through generations. There are always stories not yet told. Let me tell you one lost in time. The story of a Demi-god, Fate breaker and the Dragon.

Chapter One: Foreseer Caretaker

Chapter Two: The People of the Skies (Coming soon)

Chapter Three: Planet of Illusion

Chapter Four: The Abyss

Chapter Five: Bring about your own destruction

Chapter Six: Mist, Ice & Music

Chapter Seven: Double Trouble

Chapter Eight: Seasons Change

Chapter Nine: We are all the God's Playthings

Chapter Ten: Trust can be such a fickle thing

Chapter Eleven: Songs of Joy and Sorrow

Chapter Twelve: Prophecy

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Rafayel, you MF! Why did you make an appearance. You couldn't wait after Sylus's event?

Dude, I'm grinding to get gems, and you do this to me. I knew your ass was trifling. You are such a brat!

You and Xavier make my blood boil when you make 5 star appearances when you don't need to make them.

Look, let me just throw this phone.

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Sylus got me blushing. He got me wearing red lipstick (and I don't even like any form of makeup). Got me kicking my feet like a hormonal teenager.

Then I go into the game, update it and see the features for the event and I went fucking feral!!!!

Then, when seeing him and Lyssa fight the wanders together in the training area, the amount of self-control I mustered not to squeal in front of my students (they were having their snacktime) was... OMG, I can't with this man.

Then getting this right after. 😭 Infold knows how to feed us.

The number of stories I have for my myth and creatures mini-series is so much.

Look, let me go have lunch before I pass out from excitement. 😩

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"Sweetheart, shouldn't you be in bed by now?"

"Yeah, kitten. You've been out here all afternoon, and it's getting late. Thought you would be finished by now."

Lyssa pouted, mumbling under her breath about fingers catching cramps.

"I took a break, closed my eyes for what I thought was 10 minutes but that evolved into a 3 hour nap 'cause my headaches flared up again, and now I'm just trying to get this done. I don't want to have to come back to it tomorrow... you can just go to bed without me."

Both men sat on opposite sides of her, each taking a braid in their hand.

"You should have told us. We're always happy to help."

Sylus chuckled. "Our kitten sometimes forgets we exist when she's hyperfixiated on something."

"Hey! Quit teasing me, I honestly didn't mean to take this long. Tomorrow is wash day, and then I have to go grocery shopping and --"

"Breath for me, sweetheart. That's good. Now, with all three of us tackling this, we'll finish in no time."

Lyssa sighed before giving them both a smile. "Thank you. I get so scatterbrained sometimes."

Sylus placed a kiss to her temple. "Precious thing, that brain of yours. Now, let's hurry and get you to bed... you get cranky when you don't get certain hours of sleep."

"Ha-ha. Funny words that's coming from someone who is nocturnal and runs on less than six hours of sleep."

"Just unplait the braids, you two. Cuddle time waits on no one."

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Happy 25th Birthday to Lyssa!

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Caretaker Foreseer

In a castle surrounded by ice and endless white, a Demi-god meets one who's existence will tilt his world on its axis.

The sweet caress of frosty winds passed through lilac feathers, and laughter rang through the air. Most of her people had already migrated to warmer climates but she was always the kind to not follow the flock.

Lyssa loved this kind of weather, the nippy cold air and light snowflakes that felt soft to the touch and she loved most of all, visiting the tower's occupant and his Jasmin flowers.

The Foreseer. Zayne Li. The two met by chance when she hurt one of her wings and took refuge in his castle of ice and glass.

She had not anticipated the snowstorm that descended upon her during her flight, so the howling winds and blinding snow caused her to fly into a mountain side, fracturing her wing. Luckily, she was taught how to survive if her wings ever became incapacitated.

So, tucking them in, she used her evol to regulate body heat and ventured to find cover. Luckily it did not take long to find a cave which she used for cover.

"Why do I always seem to find myself in some sort of predicament. Can't the gods send some luck my way?"

Said luck was stumbling through a clearing and seeing a grand castle standing tall and majestic.

Believe it or not, she had her moments and felt too lazy to walk, so Lyssa thought it was a bright idea to use her wings to fly to the castle.

It went as well as you think it would go... she did make it up (painstakingly) but crash landed into what looked like a throne room.

"Not your best landing Lys. Do better."

"Who are you?"

Zayne spent his time alone, taking care of the castle and attending to the duty bestowed upon him by the god Astra.

His life mundane but he was content... he thought that until she appeared. Wings of lilac, curly hair that were disheveled by the winds and a voice that echoed with melodies.

At first, he thought she was there to steal from him but after she proved that she was not even knowledgeable about his existence until that very moment, he offered sanctuary.

This left him confused. Others who trespassed never made it this far yet something about her made him act differently.

She explained that her wing was fractured, which she demonstrated as proof. That it would take a few weeks to heal since this was not the first time this happened to her.

How can she say such a thing with such optimism?

The following weeks started off a bit awkward due to their different personalities but as the saying goes: No man is an island.

She followed him like a duckling but was respectful and never imposed when he needed to be left alone.

At some point he started seeking her out. She told him about her flock and that she never felt at home with them, so she would travel on her own.

She would tend to his Jasmine flowers that only bloom when she sang to them.

He never released how lonely he was until she became an important part of his life.

Now, here they were two months later.

"Please Zayne! I promise I won't drop you. It's a perfect day for flying and you can help me test the strength of my wings."

The Demi-god gave her a deadpanned look "I will not be your guineapig, Lyssa. If you wish to have a test of strength, I can make very frigid weather."

They were having a midday walk around his courtyard. Lyssa giggled which sounded like chirps; she then burst into a sprint before taking flight.

Zayne looked up as she ascended higher, admiring the way she did flips and turns. In all his years, he has never met someone so carefree and there was a pang in his heart because she would have to leave. The seasons were changing again.

Birds and ice don't mix. He was surprised that she stayed as long as she did. Zayne blinked in surprise when her face suddenly appeared in front of him.

She was hovering off the ground, wings flapping lightly. A small smile on her face as her luminous violet eyes were filled with mirth.

"You were so deep in thought, Mr. Zayne. It seems that I can handle long flights and high altitudes now without my wing hurting."

His brow crinkled together, "I guess you'll be on your way now."

She took his face in her hands. "Don't make that face. I'll visit. Thank you for taking care of me. Hey! I know, can I give you a gift?"

"Depends on what it is."

"Gosh Zayne, for a Demi-god, you are such a pessimist. I give you my word that my gift will not bring you harm in any way, now or in any future. Would it be presumptuous to say that I feel a connection between us, and I wish to leave a piece of me with you?"

"Do you do this often?" not answering her question. His heart skipped a beat that she wanted to stay connected to him.

"I've only done this with one other person, but I'll tell you about him another day."

"Who is -"

"Another time. I think you'll like him. I have a connection with him, too... the big grouch. So can I give you, my gift?"

Zayne looked into her eyes, a new feeling flared up at the thought that someone else got this offer but her giddy expression and anticipated gaze made him sigh "very well. You have my permission."

Squealing, he was taken off guard when she flung herself at him, her lips fell on his in an electrifying kiss, ribbons of light danced along his skin, and before he could recuperate, she pulled away.

"Now a piece of me will always be with you. I put some of my special evol in your system, so you'll be able to talk to me whenever you want."

"Huh?" What exactly just happened? Why does his skin feel like it's vibrating, and his ears had a faint ringing to it that sounded like singing.

Lyssa snorted, "Not so eloquent... there is now a connection between us. We will always find our way back to each other, plus I'm told by the elders of my flock that it brings the ones who have been gifted, a huge blessing. Don't ask me what it is, it depends on the person."

Zayne's expression softened at her exuberant explanation. She was so full of life. He ran a finger down her cheek.

"Don't go."

She smiled sadly, "I'll return to you, Zayne. This I promise. Unless you come with me, and I fly you to my next destination."

The snowball to her face had her laughing until her eyes watered.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in each other's company, thoughts on one another as they chose not to dwell on her upcoming departure.

The gift bestowed would bring a huge change to each of their lives, one that they could never be able to fathom.

[tumbling-through-deepspace]

THE HELL! WHAT THE HELL! THIS GAME! LISTEN, I CAN'T---

Look at him! Dammit!

[tumbling-through-deepspace]

I'm so upset right now! The event is almost over, and I was so over the moon pulling the card for Sylus. Now, here I am finally, finally having enough gems to pull in order to get Zayne... Tell me why the Fudgecake did I get back Sylus!?

Is this some kind of joke? As someone who can't buy packs and make in game purchases, my blood boils when shit like this happens (this has happened before).

Why say you're guaranteed to get the card and you don't get it! I really wanted that Zayne card. Lyssa's birthday is this Saturday, and mine is just a few days after, so this would have been a nice pre birthday present to us both.

Now, I'm sad and pissed and going to sleep before I get a migraine.

I really hope this hasn't happened to anyone else. Zayne, baby, next time.

[tumbling-through-deepspace]

"Kitten."

"Mmm?"

"I'm not complaining, but don't you think that this is a bit random?"

Lyssa wasn't paying attention to a word he said. Her attention was focused on his pecks and the nipples printing through his vest.

He was lounging around their room in a vest, and Grey sweatpants she got him when she went shopping a few days ago. He looked so good. She couldn't resist climbing to sit in his lap.

Lyssa licked her lips, mind racing on how she wanted to leave bite marks and maybe suck on them a bit.

"You're making that face again, little bird."

"Huh? What face?"

Sylus chuckled. "The one that makes me know that you're having wicked thoughts about me. Am I right?"

Her answer was acting on her intrusive thoughts and biting him through his clothes.

He gripped her hair, leaning back her head until their eyes met. A wicked gleam within them.

"The dangerous games you play. Careful."

"And you're overdressed. You look so much better under me putting that mouth to better use. Don't you think?"

AN: Lyssa has a mouth on her and doesn't care that it gets her into trouble.