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[allora1233]

Didn't even look through your blog, but I could FEEL the Zayne aura from her. Then I looked and was like, yep! Zayne 10000%

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Oh my goddess she is so adorable!!! Actually, fuck the guys she's mine now 😊💙

... Caleb wants her

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tantrum

synopsis: what makes sylus snap?

tags: fluff, sylus is tired and grumpy bc he misses you, he obliterates his phone with his evol, sunshine reader probably, cartoonish luke and kieran appearance (sorry boys) word count: 842

a/n: after that magnum opus line i really wanted to see sylus throw a tantrum and i kept mulling over what would actually make him do that because i can’t see him doing anything much worse than this. i think he’d find Actual grown man tantrums lame. anyway i don’t like this and will maybe delete? nvm but i had the writing urge so i sacrificed this concept from my wips. 

When you arrived at the base after your three-week business trip, your long-awaited homecoming was…tame, to say the least. You’d been expecting a teasing “How nice of you to join us, sweetie,” or a cocky yet vulnerable “I was beginning to think you’d run away.” But once you’d stepped through the front door, Sylus had barely said a word. A soft “Welcome home” and a kiss on the forehead, and before you knew it, you were cradled in his arms as he carried you to his office.

He’d sat you both down in his leather armchair, making you face him in a straddle. His tired eyes had searched yours, and a moment later, he’d buried his face into your neck, inhaling deeply. 

“I missed you,” you’d murmured into his ear, pressing a kiss to his hair. With a quiet groan, he’d tightened his grip on your hips and nuzzled into you even deeper.

That’d been 15 minutes ago. Basking in the comfortable silence, you’d traded kisses all the while—yours on his hair, his on your neck. 

But suddenly, a low buzzing noise cuts your reunion short: his phone is ringing.

When he makes no effort to answer, still breathing heavily in your embrace, you twist in his arms and accept the call before he can protest. 

A familiar voice crackles over the line. “Boss?” Kieran asks. “Next meeting’s in 10. The one about those stolen shipments from Linkon—we’ve been waiting to hear back for months. You coming?”

Sylus doesn’t answer.

“…Boss?” Kieran repeats. “Boss, you there? You oka—”

Red and black mist shreds the phone into pieces. 

“Sylus!” you yelp, jumping in his lap. “What’d you do that for? He’ll probably be worried. And how will I text you now?”

You pout up at him, and as you study his chronically calm expression, you see something unusual: Sylus’s eye twitches. Just for a millisecond, only moving a millimeter, but you catch it.

“I’ll have a new one delivered tomorrow. As for the meeting, I’ll stay here,” he says lightly, a tight, closed-lip smile on his face.

“But Kieran said it was important,” you reply in confusion. “Why don’t you want to go? Are you feeling sick?” you frown, starting to lift off of him.

“No,” comes his too-quick reply. “It’s just…the twins can go in my stead,” he decides simply, moving to lean into you again.

But before he can move an inch, a rhythmic sequence of knocks sounds at the door.

“Come in!” you chirp happily, too excited to see the faces you’d missed the last few weeks to notice Sylus stiffening under you.

Immediately, the door swings open, revealing two masked figures. 

“Hi Luke, hi Kieran!” you beam, and they wave back at you eagerly.

“Long time no see,” Kieran begins. “Boss, did you lose signal or something? I tried calling you about the meeting, but I think it disconnected. Anyway, we’re about to head down and—”

“Cancel it,” a frustrated growl rings out.

You all freeze.

Somehow, you’d been too wrapped up in your excitement to feel Sylus's body shaking—no, quaking—beneath you.

“W-what? But they’re already here!” Luke sputters.

“Cancel. It.” Sylus grits out the words as if holding back a snarl, and the power in his voice leaves no room for argument. 

“O…kay,” the boys say in unison, and as they back away slowly, you shoot them a sympathetic look.

Red tendrils wrench the door shut behind them, and when you’re alone once more, it’s like the man under you deflates.

His head returns to the crevice of your neck with a soft but unceremonious thud, and his deep exhales and burning hot skin tell you he’s trying to calm himself down. 

Uncertain and a little amazed—you’d never seen him lose his composure—you give his cheek a gentle poke. “Sylus,” you whisper. Nothing. 

“Psst. Sylus,” you try again, and there’s some force behind your poke this time. With bated breath, you watch as your finger sinks into the space under his cheekbone, sighing in relief when the corner of his mouth twitches upwards. 

Lifting his head up to make eye contact, you smile at him softly. “Hi.”

“…Hi,” he rumbles, and as his crimson gaze softens, the remaining annoyance dissolves from his face.

“Are you upset?” you prod gently. 

A brazen scoff precedes the dry chuckles that fall from his lips. “And what makes you say that, kitten?”

A squint and a slight tilt of your head is all it takes. 

“I haven’t had you to myself in a while,” he begins cautiously. “Three weeks is…a long time. The longest we’ve been apart. And then the moment I have you in my arms, well…” he trails off, gesturing to the shards of phone on the table. “I just want to enjoy you right now. Undisturbed.”

“Oh, I see,” you coo, cupping his face in your hands. “Is this your way of saying you missed me too?” you quirk a brow.

“Yes,” he responds through squished cheeks, honest and unabashed. “Now, won’t you stay with me like this for a little longer?”

[allora1233]

Oh how pretty!! What a woman 😍🥰 It was hard to pick but I think I'm gonna say Xavier.

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[allora1233]

Finally have time to actually finish the Caleb fic.

If it's not posted by next week, someone spam me-

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👀

AAA PLS DO MY BINGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[allora1233]

Holy Hera, what a goddess, gonna make me fight these boys for her 😳🥰💙 Sylus 100%

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[allora1233]

Ugh, so cuteee 😩💙💙 I'm leaning towards Caleb for her

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Omg if that's you, you are so pretty what- forget the boys imma fall in love with you 😍 It has hard to pick one LI but I'm gonna go with Rafayel for her

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Can't pick one 😩💙

I want to see everyone’s favourite pictures with their mains!

[allora1233]

HELLO GORGEOUS! It's giving Zayne girly 💙

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Can we acknowledge that realistically, Rafayel would have the most defined abs of the LIs? Because swimming as a mermaid requires a lot of core strength not only to navigate the water, but also to move their big ass tail. His abs would be absolutely shredded.

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Short preview for my first smut ever - Caleb

🔞 MDNI please and thank you

You whimper at the increasingly sticky feeling of your underwear against your skin. As you hook your fingers under the band to remove the uncomfortable fabric, Caleb's breath hitching stalls your movements. You peek through the crack in the door once more and see him looking at his bedside table. His movements have slowed down, his brows furrowed in contemplation. "Fuck-" he whispers as he reaches out and opens the top drawer. Your eyes widen as you feel your knees buckle a little when he grabs what he's looking for. 'There's no way that's...' but sure enough, it is.

Caleb pulls out the pair of your black lace panties that you'd lost a week ago. He swore he couldn't find it when he searched the laundry with you. And yet, here they are, clutched in his right hand as he looked down at it. His ears flushed bright red and a wave of embarrassment washes over his features. He hesitates before swallowing thickly, "I'm sorry, pipsqueak." He whimpers before bringing the fabric up to his face and taking a breath in, a low groan falling from his lips as his eyes flutter shut.

[allora1233]

HELLO??????

[allora1233]

This Caleb 🫠🙏🏼

caleb who is immune to every woman's attempts at seduction. a practiced smile, an accidental brush of their hand against his chest, a measured bow low enough to show off their cleavage — caleb doesn't bat an eye. doesn't bother looking if he could help it, even. like how you're aware there's a bug flying around in the room but you'd rather not acknowledge its existence.

but with you, it's so laughably easy. your shirt riding up as you stretch your arms. strands of your hair brushing against his cheek. your shoulder bumping into his when you reach for a dish plate closer to his side of the table. the pout you always do to get your way, the one he falls for each time.

with you, you don't even have to try. your very existence is temptation itself. the forbidden fruit he knows he shouldn't reach for, yet he finds himself biting into despite of what damnation it may bring him.

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Keeping a compiled list of sus Caleb lines from the game to add to fics