#Loveanddeepspacesylus

[k1ttyparfait]

Tattoo me! FLUFF <3

꒰ ♡ ꒱ imagine having a bad day so you insisted to Sylus that it would cheer you up if you stuck cute sanrio tattoos on his back. Reluctantly he finally allowed you to do so not knowing you'd stick on too much....

"Kitten, are you done yet?" "Nearly! just trust me" you said as you stuck the final one on his back before you got off his back you decided to stick more on his abs and arms. “Even more?” Sylus sighed before he shifted for you as you nodded, “okay baby cover my arms and abs too yeah? I’m all yours kitten” he watched you continue you to stick on the tattoos as he wondered what Luke and Kieran would think about this.

[kockaslili]

Inspired by approaching dusk, Sylus 4* memory "Thank you. You're so nice, sharing this blanket with me. But honestly, I prefer your warmth."

[girlstatian]

I remember when I was there from the very beginning when Love and Deepspace was released January 2024. I created my account later somewhere in January and played through the first chapters. At first, I found Zayne the most interesting out of the three, Xavier & Rafayel. But after a while, it got a bit boring, so I went offline and only checked in occasionally.

Later, rumors started circulating: a fourth character was supposedly coming soon. That caught my attention. When Sylus was officially announced in July, I logged back into my old account - curious to see who this mysterious new guy was.

My first impression? Skepticism. Just like the protagonist (MC), who felt wary and even repulsed, I thought: Who is this guy? Can he be trusted? I also realized that Sylus wasn’t getting much attention later or content, even though his introduction had so much potential.

Eventually, I deleted my old account - not because I wanted to quit, but because I wanted a fresh start. This time with a focus on Sylus. A clean reset sometime in the fall 2024, because there was something interesting/special that needs to be studied about him. So I waited and we still don’t know much about him….I hope we will soon have more knowledge about him, like childhood, past, origin and what he truly is? etc…

[yueichihara]

In which MC and Sylus like going clubbing every once in a while. But today, you're wearing something he may very much enjoy.

Tags: f!mc x sylus | mature | dating | thigh squeezing | net stockings | touching | kissing | MDNI

Black tight dress. Net stockings. Red lipstick. Exquisite jewelry. A snake shaped bracelet on your bicep. Going clubbing in the N109 zone was actually a lot of fun. It wasn’t your first time, but the excitement had proven to be the same every time you went out with Sylus.

You admire yourself in the mirror. Every piece of jewelry was a gift from Sylus, the snake bracelet being the last addition to your collection.

But the dress… That was all you.

Today’s date was just an excuse to have Sylus gawking over you the whole night. Until any of you couldn’t take it anymore, that is.

You were running a few errands in the N109 zone with Luke and Kieran as your escorts, when you came across this beautiful sliver of onyx cloth, showcased on a mannequin in a questionable looking shop. You asked the boys to look out for any trouble while you ventured inside.

The place was dimly lit, dark furniture and elegant gold decorations contrasting with the shop’s murky exterior. The shopkeeper was an old lady dressed in Victorian clothes, her hair white and silky in an intricate hairdo. She was kinder than you expected, taking your measurements and guiding you to the dresser room before taking the dress off the mannequin for you to try it on. It fitted you like a glove. You would’ve believed it was made for you hadn’t the shopkeeper refused to sell it to you, because it belonged to one of his regular clients. You fought tooth and nails to get it. Eventually, Luke and Kieran had to come in to soothe you both, only then did the lady agree to sell you the dress. You’d imagined it would cost a fortune given the fact that it was a requested outfit, but the lady insisted on giving you a discount.

You agreed, if only because, despite it somehow calling to you, it was very tiny and left little to the imagination.

You add some finishing touches to your lipstick with your fingers and give yourself a once over. The dress was onyx black, swallowing the light and allowing the scarce jewelry to shine brighter under it. The back of the dress was almost non-existent, a short piece of cloth joining both sides over your ass. An intricate chain, shaped like small golden scales, travelled all the way up your spine and branched close to your nape to every shoulder. Every scale seemed to be handmade, with small dents and details. You noticed this only once you’d gotten back home from the shop. It took Luke and Kieran a whole two hours to make you understand that the shopkeeper probably already knew the level of details on this dress. She was the one who had tailored it, after all. They agreed to take you back and thank her again some other time.

So you decided to ask Sylus out. A club night could barely be considered a date, but after fighting wanderers so much, you wanted nothing but to take all the stress and edge off of you. Why the N109 zone, though? Well, it had a lot to do with the fact that Linkon’s nights turned boring in comparison to the clubs here. The music wasn’t louder, but rather… richer. It wasn’t the normal pop mixes bouncing off the speakers, it was bachata and salsa, and sometimes tango. There was pop, obviously, but you both tended to venture to the more skin-on-skin rhythms. Hands roaming, bodies clashing, kisses inevitable.

You shake your head to get rid of Sylus’ phantom touch on your lower back. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, you notice that it was already 9 P.M. “Weird.” You murmur to yourself. Sylus was nowhere to be seen, yet he likes to lean on doors and walls and furniture while watching you put on make up and get ready. He would get so lost in your actions that you would catch him several times touching his lips the same way you smear lipstick on yours.

You put on your heels, slightly regretting the net stockings. They would leave your feet in shambles after a few hours of dancing. Maybe, just maybe, you’d slip out to the bathroom at some point and come back with your legs bare.

Walking down the corridor, you hear Sylus’ faint voice coming out of one of the rooms. He sounds like he’s talking to someone on the phone, so you signal to Luke and Kieran who follow behind you, to let him know you’d wait for him outside in the car. It only takes him a few more minutes, but by the time he’s opening the driver’s door, you’re already comfortably playing on your phone, seatbelt on. Just as Sylus leans down, probably to apologise or tease you on your punctuality, you decide to cross your legs, your dress snaking up your thighs almost revealing everything underneath.

He freezes for a few seconds, eyes taking in every inch of you with a slow heated glance. You watch his hand, the one that’s holding the door, clench tightly. As if in response, your insides clench, too.

That same hand is promptly running through his locks of hair, a low frustrated laugh coming out of him. “Oh, kitten.”

You look at him innocently, tapping your phone on your lips.

He sighs, his frustration more noticeable before speaking again “I’ll have to apologise, but we might have to delay our night a little more.”

It wouldn’t be the first time any of you have to delay or postpone your night because of your respecting jobs, so you have no choice but to heave a deep sigh and uncross your legs.

He sits down on the driver’s seat, giving you another glance from head to toe. “Let's make this quick.”

You can’t help but smile at him. If you really wanted to, he would leave everything and drive straight to the club. Or back to the house, depending on the mood.

As he drives off, he extends his hand to grab yours, as he usually does. This time, though, you’re feeling a little frustrated at his lack of commentary on your attire, so you take his hand and guide it to rest on your thigh.

You watch him from the corner of your eye, as he quickly glances at his hand and licks his lips. With a light squeeze, he leaves it there for the rest of the ride. You rub circles on its back as he starts drawing short, lazy patterns in and out of your stockings. His touch is sweet and reassuring.

After a while, you arrive at a mansion at the edge of the N109 zone. You spy a dozen or more expensive cars parked at the entrance, music and chatter making its way through the door as Sylus opens it for you. He offers you a hand and helps you get out, soon offering his arm for the walk. As long as he deems it secure, he’ll take you to any of his missions as long as you agree.

A butler takes a look at Sylus and me and refrains from asking for invitations, instead, he nods and opens the door to the mansion. The party is elegant, filled with politicians and people I’ve noticed at several of Sylus’ errands and attending banquets. They either nod at him or raise their glasses in salute.

Sylus doesn’t waste any time in pleasantries, and walks straight to a heavy wooden door at the end of a long corridor next to the main hall. The music and voices are muffled here, the tapestries and rugs working as a noise shield. My mind instinctively marks all the exits and windows, my eyes curiously watching the portraits on the wall.

When Sylus takes me with him on undercover missions, I sometimes like to play the role of an air headed, silly girl. It's fun to see how far men are capable of disclosing classified information in front of people they deem useless. I take pleasure in showing my true cards later.

Sylus walks in without knocking, his body positioned casually in front of me in case of an ambush. As soon as he finishes assessing the room, he walks me to the oak desk in the middle of the studio.

I smile sweetly at the old man sitting on the other side, who pays no attention to me and motions for us to sit. A few words are exchanged between Sylus and the old man in a language I cannot understand, probably german. With a sigh, Sylus motions for me to sit before doing so himself. “This won’t take long.” He reassures me, reaching out to squeeze my thigh under the desk. I mask my reaction and watch both men talk, while Sylus’ fingers start playing with the net on my legs, sometimes pulling, others extending his fingers in between the threads.

As the minutes go by, it becomes harder to keep my composure. I start pinching the back of his hands, as I feel it moving dangerously close to the higher point of my inner thighs. He shakes free and gently slaps the place where his hand was before standing up.

I follow suit and as they share a few more words, Sylus motions towards me, the oldman suddenly focusing his attention on his associate's companion.

In very broken English, he speaks, gentler than before “Miss, your face is looking very red. Are you sick”

I quickly cover my cheeks with my hands, Sylus’ touching my forehead. “Indeed, she’s very much hot.” He smirks imperceptibly, the way only someone who knows him would notice it. “I’ll take this chance and drive her to the closest hospital.” He nudges me towards the door and I barely wave at the old man, before softly pushing me out with his hand on the small of my back.

As soon as we’re in the corridor, I playfully smack his hand away. “That was unnecessary.”

He takes my hand and guides it to his mouth, giving it a kiss while holding my gaze. “Let’s get the hell out of here.” He pulls me away and we’re back in the car in no time, driving back to the buzzling city. It’s barely awakening.

An hour later, we’re pressed close together, my back glued to his chest and head draped over his shoulder. One of his hands is splayed wide on my abdomen, mine above it, the other holding me firmly by the waist. My other hand is holding him by the nape. I use it to drive his face lower, his lips meeting mine in a rich kiss. The dance floor is filled with people dancing to the beat of this slow song.

He pulls away slightly and I feel the hand on my waist travel downward before going back up, sliding my dress a little higher, the edges grazing the beginning of my ass.

“You know…” he starts speaking and looks down at me. From his point of view and how the dress is covering me, I’m pretty sure he can see my chest. His gaze significantly darkens and my nipples grow hard, poking the cloth over my breasts. “This dress looks crazily similar to the one I had made for you at the shop down XXX street.”

I laugh at his revelation and grind against him, twisting my head and giving him a kiss on the neck.

“Maybe you should take it off and check for yourself.”

[lazarusrisingx]

i need LADS moots who also enjoy dddne and yandere shit and trauma kink girlies and boys and theys so we can thirst over our men and talk abt the fucked up headcanons we got for them PLEASE!!! 18+ only MDNI and im only interested in friends, besties even, but not people looking for something else i got a mans

[majimajidayoo]

Im dying of this meme i found 😭 cuz

WHY NOT!?

We say in unison

[almendramatic]

my man

[iralibis]

My Otafest 2025 Catalogue, I will be in the Artist Alley at table I25!

As this is my very first time tabling, I have a low quantity of stock per item. Whether or not they will show up again, or if I'll open an online shop will depend on how this event goes as well as interest!

Sketch commissions will also be available the days of the event for $25 each.

I look forward to seeing everyone there!

[sunni-writes]

Sylus Audio +18

[k1ttyparfait]

Sylus drabbles/headcanons that were honestly my shower thought !! TT

Sylus is the type of guy that would honestly spend his rainy afternoons with you on his lap, one hand with a controller playing Resident Evil while you’re on your steam deck playing something else. A hand on you’re thigh leaving small pats or squeezes just enjoying the rainy afternoons gaming in each others presence.

Sylus probably is willing to do anything literally ANYTHING as long as you’re having fun. Building legos? He’ll spend a whole day building them with you. Ceramics? He’d attend a whole workshop with you. Painting? He would make a makeshift art room in his place.

[lesyeuxdesylus]

sylus babes, i love you but i'm already balding myself. we simply cannot be bald together.

ARE YOU ACCEPTING OR NAH😳

[girlstatian]

My Sylus birthday cake

isn’t finished yet, so I’ve been experimenting with different cake designs. I want to make it more into angel & wings it still needs more decoration, but it’s coming together!

[thisgirlwhomustnotbenamed]

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In the middle of chaos, may we always found something pretty in life.

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[lazarusrisingx]

nsfw thoughts MDNI

thinking about a caleb and zayne threesome where they are basically angry fucking me and trying to get me to say whose better at it but ive cum so many times all they get are slurred nonsense responses and they just keep stuffing my holes and degrading me and tie me up and fuck me for hours on end

nbfjdjsjuajsjs

and afterwards they both take care of me, zayne cooks me food while caleb massages my sore bruised ass and rubs vaseline on the bite marks the two of them left all over my body while he praises me for being such a good boy and zayne comes in and takes over rubbing my shoulders and back and kissing my forehead and apologizes for getting so rough (he left most of the bite marks teehee) and caleb gets a nice warm bath ready for me and the two of them just take care of me for the rest of the day reminding me of how much of a good boy i was for letting them stretch my pussy and use me like a fleshlight

maybe sylus finds out and gets jealous and plans his own little night with me and the boys for the next day 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

erm ANYWAYS

i may have written a small start to the zayne and caleb yandere fan fic ill try to also work on dawnbreaker at the same time

[ladhotel]

Relax Time: Hand in EN

Towel Bunny 🐰

I speed ran from 57 to 60 when I saw someone else post a clip of this interaction… I needed it…

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