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Another LADS 6th love interest poll because the last one was fun and I’m craving information :’>

I heard somewhere that he might have red hair??? I’d loveeeee a deep burgundy hair color for the new LI, that would be so so gorgeous, ugh.

Anyway, let’s say Infold is going to give us someone we’ve already met. Of the current characters, who would you want to become the 6th (or maybe an additional) love interest?

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I have to be honest, as much as I think he looks cool I really do not want it to be Viper… I don’t even know who my top pick would be, but I feel very strongly that Infold shouldn’t give the 6th slot to him. They’re already treading…interesting…territory with Caleb’s possessive/controlling tendencies, and even Sylus (the loml) had a ~slightly~ rocky introduction. I just feel like Viper is far too intense to be an LI? At least for LADS standards… Plus he’s had direct interactions with Caleb and, as we’ve seen, the LI’s tend not to be so overtly aware of each other. But, who knows…

If you’re 18+, feel free to shoot me an ask! I’m curious what your thoughts are :>

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🩵❄️Dawnbreak Promise 🩵❄️

his smile is everything 🥺🫶

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Okay so I need a heist!au STAT! I’m thinking Ocean’s Eleven vibes with a dash of Now You See Me to bring in their evols…

I'm assembling a team...

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I’ll start sobbing, actually :’>

Dragons often show their love by gently bumping heads with their mates, A quiet gesture of trust and affection.🤍

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So…are all of us Sylus mains sick to our guts right when the new card is dropping?

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Shared Bliss + Shadowed Past

Tilling soils, adding fertilizer, maintaining warmth, watering...

He holds his breath, and a rare instance of anticipation flickers in his eyes.

But barren land cannot harbor hope, and a cursed soul is destined to never solve life's riddle.

In an instant, withered flowers cover the ground again. They're surrounded by deathly silence.

"They just don't bloom at this time."

The whisper dissolves into the wind.

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a kiss

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I love him so much :’>

ohhh Sylus is such a family man, this man has never been this giggly until the whole family dynamic being put on full display with the bird him and mc are taking care of. I just know he’s so fond of it all; big brother Mephie being jealous but warming up to the birdie, the little birdie causing mischief, mc babying the birdie…. HELLO?!!? he’s always chuckling and giggling!!

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Real because howwwwww is he so gorgeous? :’>

im still here btw he's so puuurrfect

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Thinking about this mysterious 6th LI and (because I’m an astrology nerd) wondering what his zodiac sign might be…

We already have two air signs (Xavier > Libra; Caleb > Gemini), one water sign (Rafayel > Pisces), one earth sign (Zayne > Virgo) and one fire sign (Sylus > Aries).

I’m curious what everyone’s preferences are? Sooooo,

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Personallyyyyy, I’m hoping for a Capricorn or a Scorpio, but maybe that’s my bias as a Cancer with a Pisces mars showing lol

I’m also hoping for an LI with a more alternative style (tattooed & pierced men with pretty long hair are my weakness I fear) but I kinda doubt Infold will go in that direction *sigh*

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Ohh this made me melt, so beautifully written :’>

Thinking about Sylus and his duality. He turns from that dangerous and intimidating Onychinyus leader to your boyfriend. And it also shows in his voice.

Sylus has that voice. The kind that can drop to a razor’s edge, low and cutting, and everyone knows that someone’s about to regret underestimating him. That he doesn’t yell even when teaching a lesson, when punishing an enemy. He doesn’t have to. Just precision. Power. Silence used as a weapon. It’s in the way he moves too, like he’s always five steps ahead and has no time for anything less than truth.

And then he comes home to you.

And somehow, that same voice, the one that just made someone else fold in half with fear, melts into something velvet and warm. Teasing. Lazy, even. Like Sylus has nowhere to be but right here, with you. The sharpness goes away, but the control doesn’t. He just shifts it. Now it’s in the way he says your name. In the way he watches your reactions, all that ruthless focus turned soft and tender. When he hums into your hair, when he whispers into your ear, when he mumbles sweet words into your neck and shoulder blades. Everywhere. And that‘s when he lets go of that control. Only with you.

Sylus doesn’t demand you fall apart, he lets you.

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Playing Zayne’s bday event last night and this took me out pffft

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Now I’m thinking about MC showing Zayne an ancient Vine compilation and both of them being deeply confused but endeared by the humor of the past (our present??)

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— no matter how late he comes back, his family will always welcome him home

Sylus has had a long day. 

He’ll never appreciate the silence that greets him when he pushes through the heavy oak doors of his home. Not as much as the hurricane of two toddlers tripping over themselves to grab at his legs and climb up his clothes as if a tree had entered their house.

Despite the chaos, he has never felt more at peace at the end of the day than in those moments.  

Silence offers a different kind of peace. And in the early hours, so long before dawn, he has no choice but to welcome it. 

Missions don’t always go awry, as long as he can help it. But his streak can’t always be perfect. 

Achy and sore, his bare feet pad over carpet through the dimly lit home as he makes his rounds. 

First, a peek in his twins’ room— each of the two nest-like beds contains a little one breathing and sleeping peacefully. Lucian with his short limbs sprawled to all corners of his bed, little shirt had ridden up from all the movement, exposing his round belly to the cold air. Kyros sleeps curled up a little too tightly in on himself, wrists bent and fists inward towards his chest beneath his chin; knees to his tummy, a speckle of dribble down his chin. 

Sylus leans on the door for a while, fondly watching his two most precious treasures. Then, he moves forward, careful not to make a sound.

He tugs Lucian’s shirt down his stomach and tucks his unruly arms and legs tightly in to the blanket. Sighs when one arm escapes and is raised over his head. Kyros is unwound, wrists untwisted and tight fists opened. Sylus massages his jaw to make sure he isn’t clenching, and then fixes the soft blanket back over his shoulder. For a moment, he worries that Kyros had woken when his finger is grabbed, but the grip loosens just as quickly. 

With a kiss on each their foreheads, Sylus moves to his next destination. 

Mephisto greets him just a few steps down the hall, a little ways away from Kieran’s and Luke’s rooms. He’d asked them to go on ahead home during the mission, and when Mephisto confirms that they’d arrived safely, a weight falls off of Sylus’s shoulders. 

In your shared bathroom, he scrubs off dirt, grime and blood from his skin. Heals his wounds in the mirror. Midway through his routine, when you knock on the bathroom door, he takes the time to gently redirect you back to bed. 

Despite being clad only in a towel around his waist, you cannot make out any marks or scars on his skin. “Sylus…” 

“Not hurt.” is all he says, kissing your head and pushing you back on the bed. 

Stubborn, you stay upright. “I’ll wait.” 

He breathes through his nose, a soft puff of air. Thinks you’re impossibly, and incredibly endearing. And doesn’t hold it against you when you’ve slumped snoring sideways, legs still hanging off the side of the bed when he finally comes out in dark pajamas and soft white shirt (your favorite), ready for bed. 

He fixes you too, just like he did your sons, and then finally curls up behind you. He presses you closer to his chest, inhaling his favorite scent off your neck where his nose finds a home. 

He smells of soap and clean linen. You twist to burrow closer, his chest a den for the blistering cold of a lonely winter. He hums when you murmur something about being late. He apologizes with a press of his lips to your shoulder and a promise to make it up to you in the morning. 

Silence is a welcome kind of peace tonight. Soon, he is pushed off from shore, rocked by the tides of unconsciousness and dreams. A still, hushed slumber. 

A short slumber, he’d come to realize, when Lucian wakes him up with a tap on his foot. 

“Papa.” he whimpers, little hands clutching his stomach. Voice soft and unnaturally crunchy. “I did a throw up.” 

Sylus, bleary-eyed and half-conscious, takes in his little boy in the dark. Hair sticking up in different directions, dribble on his chin and chunks of—he didn’t want to know what—on his Bubble Pals official merchandise pajamas. Nodding wordlessly, he lifts Lucian up by the armpits, walks with him at arms length and cleans him up in the bathroom before you can even stir.

“I sorry.” says Lucian in the bathtub as Sylus washes his feet and hands. He says it again when Sylus changes his beddings— thankfully, his sick missed the mattress by a hair, and almost everything was on the floor. 

“It’s fine.” he supplies for his toddler, kissing his cheek. He’d dressed him in a onesie this time, to keep his shirt from riding up and chilling his gut. “Good job coming to papa.” 

When he manages to tidy everything up, tuck Lucian back under the covers, and clean himself up, he crawls back in bed. Only to find Kyros in his spot in your arms. 

“Papa.” large eyes blink at him, waiting for him. Kyros is wrapped in your sleepy embrace, but he is wide awake. 

“Kyros…” he mutters. He feels the weight under his eyes tugging at his sanity as he squeezes into the bed next to him. Kyros reaches out and Sylus puts his finger on his palm. 

“Papa, I dream a mountain.” he rasps. A failed attempt at a whisper. 

Sylus’s eyes droop. “That’s nice, angel...” 

“And—and a big, big lizard. ‘ike a dinosaur, but with wings.” he continues. something of confusion crosses his features when Sylus doesn’t respond, so he baps his forehead once, twice. “Psst, papa.” 

Sylus snorts, head bobbing forward and shooting back up. “Huh?” 

“I said a lizard.” says Kyros, hands cupped around his mouth like he’s reiterating a secret. 

And really, if he didn’t love him so much, he would’ve just flipped over to his back by now. But he wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t consider it even—not when the little one inherited the fire that burns in you when you’re pushed to your limits. And so, he sighs, “Wow. That’s scary.” 

“No, not-not scary. Was nice, and there rocks. And the red flowers…” Kyros muses, on and on like a tranquil little lullaby. And Sylus is struggling, fighting tooth and nail against his body screaming, begging to be conked out. “Papa? Lis’en.” 

“I’m here, I’m here.” he yawns, propping his head up on his elbow. His eyes slant into tired slits trying to keep up with Kyros’s lively round ones, focusing on the stars from the window’s reflections onto them. “What of the red flowers?” 

“They pretty.” 

“Did you pick some for mama?” 

Kyros nods, yawning. “Just this many.” each of his raised three fingers are pinched lightly by Sylus. “Can’t count more.” 

Sylus hums. Appreciating his kindness, and how his cheeks look extra squishy in the moonlight. Like marshmallows. Pillows. Clouds… He clears his throat, “Where are they?” 

Kyros tugs down on the skin of his papa’s cheeks, effectively widening the eyes that slowly close on him. “In the cave. With the lizard.” 

Sylus is running out of things to say. He closes his eyes—a long blink, he justifies— and asks, “Is… mama the lizard?” 

Thwack. 

He flinches at the sudden smack on his head. Your hand had come alive and reached for the first thing it could hit at his remark. Showing no other sign of consciousness, it baffles him how you even registered that. He can’t fight the amusement though, as he captures your fingers and kisses your knuckles in fatigued atonement. 

“Mama da queen.” says Kyros, completely unphased by the zombie hand. 

“Queen of the cave?” Sylus asks. Your fingers pinch the corner of his mouth, and he is given a warning grunt. He chuckles, waking just that little bit. 

Just as Kyros winds down. “No, papa.” he sighs hopelessly, slipping deeper into your embrace. His own eyes close and he snuggles closer to you. 

Sylus waits ten seconds, twenty, and when thirty rolls in, he breathes a sigh of relief. He turns on his stomach, throws his arm over the mattress to hang, and finally allows himself to slip beneath the cover of unconsciousness. 

bap. 

bap. bap. 

“Huh?” 

“Papa!” Lucian climbs the arm dangling off the bed. Then, he’s sitting on Sylus’s back. “Papa.” 

Sylus groans, at the verge of tears, but so utterly besotted he has no other programmed response. “My angel?” 

“Papa, Kee-ro gone.” Small fingers take hold of Sylus’s ears and are tugged outward. As if stretching them would make them hear better. “Papa, need’ta find— AH!” 

Sylus flexes, knocks him off his back and onto the bed beside his brother’s sleeping figure. Lucian lands with a quiet ‘oof!’ and blinks a few times to comprehend what just happened. 

Sylus shifts to his side to face Lucian. Eyes closed, he takes the boy’s hand and places it on where he thinks his twin is. “He’s right here.” 

“Oh,” Lucian nods. Then he scoots, back pressing against Sylus’s chest and curling in on himself. “Can sleep here?” 

Sylus hums. 

“Pa?” Lucian asks, louder. 

Sylus drawls helplessly, “Lucian…” 

“Can sleep—“ 

“Yes.” 

He giggles. Gifts him a soft caress on his chin. “I not done.” 

Sylus loves him. Oh, Sylus loves him so much. He grits, lovingly. “Mm?”

“Can sleep here?” 

Sylus waits a beat. And then, “Yes.” 

“Tank yoo.” Lucian says, scrambling up to plant a kiss on his father’s cheek. Effectively thawing a tired stone heart. “Nighty, papa. Love you, papa.”

Then, he digs his fingers in Sylus’s heavy limb and hoists it to wrap around him like a blanket. Sylus responds, shifting and then cradling him on to his chest. Sylus can’t help but ask, “Not sick anymore?” 

Lucian shakes his head. “Nuh-uh.” 

And when Lucian drifts off into sleep, the hum of silence fills the room once more.

Quiet.

Too quiet.

A lifeless refrain.

A vacuum.  

Sylus’s eyes snap open. Bloodshot, heavy— and yet wide awake. Still listening, waiting. Running through his head—another tap, another gag, another whisper, another story needing to be heard. Waits, waits, wa— 

Until another hand rattles him, soft and cool. Like feathers up his cheek. A plush velvet thumb brushes the tender weights beneath his eyes. Then prickles from the thorns of the most beautiful rose scrape his scalp; sending shooting stars down his spine. Each light extinguished upon the calming waters of awaiting slumber.  

“My love,” your voice a siren’s call and he is driven insane. 

Thinking you need something, ready to rise and do whatever for you despite it all, he presses his face into your palm. “Beloved?” 

“Rest.” you tell him instead, caressing. Caring. “Thank you. Rest.” 

And that is enough to push him back to the once quiet sea—silence now filled by the sound of his family’s melodious existence—and let the current of dreams lull him to sleep.

something cozy. thank you for reading! ₊˚⊹ᰔ

✧˚ ⋆｡ read more with the little twins here || more sylus thoughts ✧˚ ⋆｡

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Ughhhhh <333

Sylus, who is so patient during the beginning stage of your relationship, treats you like a street cat that's getting used to a domestic life. The first time you sit beside him entirely on your own he's literally going still and doing his best not to do something that will freak you out. You hold his hand and he's trying so hard to be casual about it but on the inside he's dying- resigning himself to just having a really soft smile on his face as he watches you quietly curl up at his side.

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Another example of why I love Sylus as a character <3

Sylus’s theme of desire and insatiable hunger is not just a theme. It is deeply symbolic and important in the context of an otome game. Many girls and women have grown up in societies where they were told to suppress their desires because of pressure, shame, and taboo. Female sexual desire is rarely spoken of openly, and that silence has left countless women struggling, That is why a character like Sylus feels like such a breath of fresh air. He does not shame you for wanting, and he does not make you feel guilty. Instead, he encourages you, reassures you, and tells you it is okay to be more greedy. He flips the narrative so many women have grown up with. Where society silences, he validates.

What makes this even more powerful is the way he approaches intimacy. He often lets MC make the first move. He waits for her signal and then fulfills her needs completely. That small detail is everything: it is symbolic of respect, consent, and the idea that female desire matters just as much as male desire.

This is why Sylus’s theme stands out. It is not only about romance. It becomes a counter-story to what so many women have lived through. A reminder that desire is not shameful, that hunger does not make you wrong, and that it is okay to exist fully in your own desires without shame and fear.

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So I just listened to Xavier’s “Midnight Moment” Secret Times audio and…yeah no he’s definitely teasing you the next day about the movie you two watched if it ended up scaring you more than him. The way he messes with MC is so cute <3

Watching a scary movie with them~

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I’m reallyyyyyy craving spooky season so here are some headcanons to usher in the Halloween spirit~~~

Nothing too scary or intense here! Just some 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of horror elements and gore (nothing is described); mentions of fear; this is really fluffy; a liiiiiiitle suggestive here and there

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He is 100% falling asleep within the first five minutes

…Unless the action starts happening right away, then it’ll startle him into staying awake

I feel like he’s more sensitive to gore? (#felt)

He’s a very, very skilled hunter but I feel like he goes into “work mode” in the field and can distance himself from the horrors of battle

(Kinda like how surgeons (heyyyy, Zayne <3) sometimes “dehumanize” their patients to avoid the existential dread of operating on a living person)

I also think he wouldn’t like watching fictional violence because he finds it unnecessary

I do think he’s scared of ghosts

He definitely asks you to stay with him overnight because he’s a ~liiiiitle~ freaked out

You tease him a bit which makes him pull that adorable pouty face (whether it’s a manipulation tactic or not is up to you to decide)

Looooooots of cuddles (and kisses<3) to distract him from the creepy noises in your apartment

But don’t get it twisted!! As soon as you get jumpscared he’s pulling you close to protect you (awww)

Bonus! One of the scares got him so bad that Lumiere jumped out for a quick second and nearly slashed the TV in two. Horror movie night very quickly became bubbly romcom night after that.

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He is, quite predictably, not scared in the slightest

No matter what you do—turning off all the lights to set the mood, yelling “boo!” at him when you think you’ve caught him off guard, even putting on the scariest movie you’ve ever seen—nothing seems to freak him out

It’s comforting in a way, but just a little annoying too because you’re TERRIFIED

(re: putting on the scariest movie you’ve ever seen)

He points out all the inaccuracies with the sfx gore

Which is reassuring at first (and kinda hot in a nerdy way) until he starts explaining how an injury would actually work in vivid medical detail

Then it’s like…please babe I’m already freaked out as it is

…He stops when he catches the horrified look on your face

But he obviously lets you cling to him if when you’re scared

He keeps his face neutral but he’s melting inside (our big snowman<3)

He’s just so cozy and his presence is soooo soothing that you start dozing off

…He carries you to bed :> *squeal*

Bonus! After noticing your elevated heart rate (thank you very much Hunter’s Association watch) Zayne actually turned off the first movie you picked, because it “isn’t healthy for someone with your condition to be so easily frightened.”

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Almost refuses to watch the movie with you until you promise him it’s not too scary (it is)

“This is what scares you so bad? Oh, please, this is so stupid.”

Yeah he’s absolutely being a brat about it (what else is new)

(We love our sassy fish though <3)

But then the movie really gets going and suddenly the big bad sea god is hiding behind his pretty bodyguard

Whenever you bring it up to him he denies it vehemently

Every jumpscare gets him. Every. Single. One. I cannot exaggerate how jumpy this (mer)man is

At that point you’re not even scared of the movie anymore because his reactions are so entertaining

Towards the end of the movie you get up to use the bathroom and end up running into him in the darkest part of the hallway

You scream. He screams.

And you accidentally scare each other so bad that you have to shut off the movie and sit in the middle of the living room with every light on for a while

Bonus! You almost picked a movie about a killer shark but seeing the poster for it sent him into a tirade about the terrible mischaracterization of sharks and how dolphins are the real villains of the sea.

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Truly, with everything he’s witnessed (and participated in) in the N109 Zone, he could not care less about some slasher running amok on screen

But he plays into it for your sake

He, as always, gets a kick out of teasing you, like will not stop flirting

If the movie does get too scary for you, he backs off a little and tries to distract you in…~other~ ways…

Nothing too crazy because you’re in the living room (and he doesn’t want to traumatize Luke and Kieran any more than you two already have)

But definitely expect some sweet and gentle neck kisses from our resident vampire<3

For the most part you pretend you’re not that scared until one specific scene has you suddenly burying your face in his chest and clinging onto him for dear life

And ohhh boy he is RELISHING the way you instinctively cuddle up to him in fright

Like you’re always so strong and brave in front of him—which he loves—but he appreciates that you trust him enough to let your guard down around him now

(Even if it’s just because of a silly movie)

Bonus! Luke and Kieran somehow found out about your movie night plans and prepared a whole night of pranks to scare you…It ends with you mistakenly pulling your gun on the poor kiddos and Sylus barking at them to go to bed.

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I think depending on the movie you chose he’s either teasing the hell out of you for being a scaredy cat or he’s absolutely sh*tting his pants at every jumpscare

I imagine Pre-Explosion!Caleb was likely a biiiit of a jumpy guy? But he always put on a brave face for you

(Post-Explosion!Caleb probably wishes he wasn’t so desensitized…I’m sorry.)

But watching movies together reminds him of the good old days, so it’s sort of comforting for him

(In fact I think he really liked scary movies, horror was probably his favorite genre second only to action movies)

At first it was him making you watch some of his favorites one weekend, maybe or maybe not to have an excuse to cuddle you close to him

You end up making it a regular thing to watch scary movies together and it became one of your cute little traditions <3

And just like back then you two will not shut up throughout the entire movie

I mean CONSTANT commentary on everything that’s happening—you’re cracking jokes left and right, exchanging facts about the movie’s production and of course yelling at the characters for making dumb decisions (#canon because Caleb has Gemini placements #relatable because I have Gemini placements)

But then you make the oh so silly mistake of ~jokingly~ calling the slasher hot and Caleb just. looks at you.

…Yeah he chases you to bed.

Bonus! Now listen, I’m not saying Caleb has a k!nk or anything for hurting you like that, but I do think he’d be so extremely down to put on a Ghostface type costume for you if you asked ;>

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Truth be told one of my favorite scenarios to imagine with any of my fictional faves is what it’d be like to watch a scary movie with them. I wouldn’t say I’m a total scaredy cat…but I will watch scary movies or videos alone in the dark and totally freak myself out in the process lol. All this to say, hopefully this post wasn’t too inaccurate to your own scary content experience!

Anywayyyyy, I hope you enjoyed! If you’re 18+ feel free to leave a comment or shoot me an ask :> I’m sort of just posting casually while I get the hang of tumblr but I’d love to hear your thoughts (or even requests? maybe??) Thanks for reading my rambles, happy scrolling!! <3

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