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Grassland romance Sylusmc ˚ ⋆｡˚ ✧

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hi!! I got really excited when I looked at your masterlist and realized you wrote figured you out! I read it on ao3 before caleb released, and left a comment with my main username, but like oh my god that's one of my FAVORITE fics and it's one that really inspired me to start writing for lads!!! I'm so excited to read all your fics here now!! <3

oh!? 🥺 OH! 🥺🥺 Ohhhh 🥺🥺🥺

This is so so kind and sweet of you to say! That one's probably been one of my most fun to write to date and to have someone so lovely call it a favourite of theirs, let alone say it had a hand in inspiring them in any way is SO surreal to me <3 So thank you so much for popping in to tell me and also HIII again, I can't wait to read yours now xoxo

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💜🐕I forgot about the birthdays of my favorite characters

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HELLO???? A PEEK INTO NOVA'S BEAUTIFUL BRAIN WHERE SHE'S BEEN HIDING HER BRILLIANCE????

how many blood sacrifices do i need to make to have these brought to life

HIIII HELLOOOO I HAVE BEEN PERCEIVED

*frantically sweeps away brain's mess so it continues to look brilliant*

ksbdfldsj I think at this point there's no payment needed since your brand of enabling works wonders on my motivation (you sure there aren't already blood sacrifices being made...) HENCE the dawnbreaker/zayne/you and shifter!mephisto fics featured

BUT because you're my fellow partner in hand fetish crime, you should know that the Caleb hands fic is halfway done, with this very important visual already created for ✨inspiration✨

For 11!! The brain worm was a teensy bit inspired by Howl's Moving Castle... what if the more Sylus used his dragon senses/powers, the more 'monstrous' he became?

and uhhh... snowcrow... sylus and zayne really need to relieve some tension while you're away. cue: 🫦

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*Me sitting down to write smut.*

But first! We must thoroughly understand this man's fractured and devastated sense of self. Only then can we truly appreciate how connected he feels to her while finger-banging the soul from her body.

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11 months — first father's day

[Sylus + Daughter ★ 1377 words ★ Masterlist ★ Birdie Masterlist ★ Series Index ★ AO3] Sylus' first Father's Day. Tag list: Under cut 【 request to be added 】

A/N: I'm over a week late, but life happens and all that jazz.

There was a warm breeze that passed through Linkon City, and within the city park, Sylus found himself drifting in and out of sleep on a picnic blanket on this lazy Sunday morning. Suddenly, he let out an overexaggerated grunt when he felt small little palms slapping against stomach repeatedly, joined by excited babblings.

He cracked one eye open, smirking at the sight of the eleven-month-old girl in her red-and-white pomegranate-printed summer dress giggling before she plopped down on the ground, instantly sucking her thumb.

“Trying to look innocent now, are you, my little birdie?” Sylus questioned with a smirk as he sat half-way up, with his forearms still grounded to hold his weight.

His daughter pulled her thumb out of her mouth and giggled at her father before clapping her hands together.

“It’s no use acting so cute,” Sylus teased, “I have my eyes on you. Don’t think this little façade of yours will work on me, my little birdie.”

Immediately, his daughter babbled again confused before she turned around and started crawling toward you. You instantly scooped the baby girl into your arms and nuzzled your cheek against hers. “Oh, dear, did the big bad guy over there scared you, baby?”

The girl squirmed in your hold before you set her down. You smiled as she attempted to stand up on her own. She took clumsy little steps back toward Sylus. Immediately he sat up, smiling, as his arms were outstretched.

“That’s it, good job, baby,” Sylus praised, “You’re doing so well today.”

His smile widened when he noticed you had whipped out your phone, holding it sideway as you recorded the scene before you. His eyes drifted back to his little girl, chuckling when she stumbled and fell on her bottom. Before she could cry, he encouraged her once more, “It’s alright. You’re fine. Try again, baby.”

As if she understood her father, the little girl pushed herself upright again, and stumbled her way back to her father before she collapsed into his waiting arms, giggling when he lifted her high into the air. She kicked her feet excitedly before Sylus lowered her back down, holding her close in his embrace. He kissed the top of her head, murmuring sweetly, “You did so well, my little birdie.” He lowered his voice so only you and your daughter could hear him speak, “Why, soon you will be running rampage around the base.”

You ended the recording, laughing. “I don’t think we will be able to babyproof the whole place for her,” you teased.

Sylus lifted his daughter back into the air, smiling when she giggled again and started patting his face excitedly with both small hands of hers. He blew a kiss into her stomach, chuckling alongside his daughter’s excited giggles and your laughter. “She has free reign of the base,” he said, setting his daughter back down into his lap, with her facing you. “It will be hers someday anyway.”

You sighed at him exasperatedly. “Aren’t you thinking too far ahead?”

He shrugged. “So what?”

Before either of you could continue your conversation, your daughter babbled loudly and reached for the array of picnic food you had prepared. You smiled, and picked up a plastic container full of cutup strawberries. You fed one to her, saying gently, “Chew thoroughly, baby.”

“How about me?” Sylus teased you, opening his mouth wide, waiting.

You pretended to roll your eyes at him before you fed him a cutup strawberry. “Chew thoroughly, Sylus,” you teased him back.

“Mm, it’s sweet,” he responded, and before you could react, he had already guided you closer to him, his lips pressed to yours in a tender kiss. It didn’t last for long, but it was still enough for you to freeze up until you both heard the baby girl between you both crying out:

“Ah, ah!”

Sylus chuckled while you laughed awkwardly and reached for another piece of strawberry. “Alright, Little Miss, here’s another strawberry for you.”

“Bossy little birdie,” Sylus quipped with pride, his smile unwavering as he watched his daughter happily eat her piece of fruit. He chuckled when she yelled out again for more strawberries. “She has the makings of a great leader.”

“You are incorrigible.”

Your daughter leaned in closer eagerly for her next bite, but suddenly her eyes widened in shock when she was lifted into the air, her vision of you—and her precious strawberries—gone, replaced by her father’s smirk. She cried out confused before giggling when her father blew another kiss into her stomach.

“Do you hear that, baby? Mommy thinks Daddy is incorrigible,” Sylus said with feigned hurt, clearly trying to provoke you, but instead of falling for his ploy, you matched his wits.

“Using our daughter to have your ways?” you questioned him with mock astonishment. “For shame. I thought you were above such underhanded moves, Sylus.”

He huffed in amusement at your attempts to mess with him, his crimson eyes brightening the more he noticed you trying to hide your smiles. “Sweetie,” his voice lowered, and discreetly, he motioned with his fingers, manipulating his Evol to pull you closer to him, until you were settled in his lap with your daughter in yours. You shivered as his breath brushed against your ear, too stunned to register what had just happened. “I can be even more underhanded than this.”

“N-not in front of our daughter,” you scolded him with rosy cheeks.

“Very well,” he conceded lightheartedly, but his hand on your hip pulled you closer until your head rested against his chest. He leaned down, kissing the top of your head, his playful tone now gone. In its place, there was a familiar sincerity, warm and trusting, as he kept his words soft for only you and your daughter to hear: “Thank you.”

“For what?” You peered up confused, meeting his amused gaze. “I didn’t do anything…”

Sylus shook his head in disagreement. He tilted your chin up, and another fleeting kiss landed on your lips. “This picnic. This life. Our daughter,” he listed each one patiently, continuing in that same gentle tone, “You have given me so much already, and I fear I am still greedy for more.”

“Ah ah!”

You both laughed and looked down at the baby girl in your lap, seeing her eyeing the container of strawberries again. She squirmed in your hold, hand reaching out for the elusive fruit. She cried out in frustration when you held her tighter.

“Looks like you are not the only greedy one here today, Sylus,” you teased.

Sylus discreetly used his Evol to grab a small piece of strawberry, motioning it closer until it was held between his fingers. He peered down at his daughter, seeing her eyes widened with eagerness, her mouth agape, waiting.

“Do you want this strawberry, my little birdie?” He guided the strawberry to his own mouth, but stopped when his daughter cried out in frustration again.

“Ah ah!”

“This is the last sweet strawberry,” Sylus said, “What does this little birdie have to trade for such a delicious fruit?”

Your daughter babbled in confusion, looking up at you for help.

“Did this mean old dragon steal your strawberry, baby?”

Your daughter squirmed and reached out to her father for her fruit.

“Maybe a kiss will appease him?” you suggested and held the baby girl up. You guided her closer to Sylus’ cheek, and in the next instance, your husband received a wet kiss.

“Such a generous trade,” he quipped, and fed his daughter the last piece of strawberry. “I feel like that kiss has earned you a strawberry farm, my little birdie.”

“Well, her first birthday is coming up soon,” you said, humoring him.

“Indeed,” he murmured, looking at you fondly again. “It’s already been nearly a year since she’s arrived…”

You both looked down at the baby girl in your lap, seeing her watching you both with wide-eyed curiosity. You kissed the top of her head. “Do you know how loved you are, our little birdie?”

Your daughter cried out excitedly in response, clapping her hands in glee.

“Thank you for coming into the world.” Sylus leaned down, his cheek nuzzling against his daughter’s before he kissed her cheek, “Thank you for being ours.”

Tag list: @lavlynyan @alfredosaws @solifloris @nezuswritingdesk @valkyyriia @yes-no-maybe-soo @natimiles @yourlocalcatscammer @callilypso @likewhyareyousoobsessedwithme @qyuin @sylusfluffymeow @asiaticapple @rainbowsnowflake @littleapplle @animegamerfox @deepspacenova 【 request to be added 】

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Hey, what happened to @/p1psqueaks ?

hello lovely anon! Ahhh I'm not sure! I saw that the handle was deactivated the other day and I was like nooo my beloved moot 🥺🥺 Hoping the internet gods make it so we make our way back to each other one day xoxo

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You wake up first☀️

Or at least you thought so.

busy eating his gorgeous face with your eyes, you fail to notice an arm slowly reaching up.

You are caught, and is flipped on top of him...

"Good morning... beautiful~".

Bet you didn't think I would post again today... Hoe

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Thanks for tagging meeee @starmocha <333 It's my greatest hope that your WIPs continue to decrease instead of increase lol, but knowing how much I enable your brain worms.. hehe good luck

So this post that made me discover my toxic trait is thinking I can turn every small plot bunny I have into a fic oops And because I know you guys are always cooking up something yummy, tagging (w/ no pressure, as always): @humanjarvis @rcvcgers @comatosebunny09 @leighsartworks216 @mythblossoms

I Dream of You // caleb + somno

in wolf's clothing

Out For Blood // sylus x you

[sylus' scales can change colour sometimes… // dragon!sylus]

II. high school series | you, 17, caleb 19

Sleepwalking // zayne x dawnbreaker x you

Reckless // sylus hurt/comfort

defusing a bomb.. with(out) the help of sylus

Dazed // fatally wounded sylus

[series of vignettes, you + dragon!sylus on your pillaging spree]

[you wake up one morning to find sylus more dragon than human]

From Under The Blood Moon

Where It Doesn't Hurt // zayne + PTSD

musician!mc x sylus

I. high school series | you, 15, caleb 17

5 times zayne is secretive about his feelings + the 1 time he’s very open about what he thinks of you (pre-relationship)

[5+1, caleb's hands]

"Do you miss her?" // snowcrow

III. high school series | you, 16, caleb 18

IV. high school series | you, 17, caleb 19

Magnetic // sylus x you

Birds of a Feather // sylus x shifter!mephisto x you

Tagged by @irandial 💖 I'll just...list my LADS wips only, because my writing folder have 724 files, and 3/4 of those are wips from every fandom I've ever interacted with.................. 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs. 👁👄👁 I'm sorry idk 61 people, let alone writers, but.....no pressure tags to these lovelies 💖 @deepspacenova @vesearlee @iraot @solifloris @aeyumicore

5 times you ask zayne for food suggestions + 1 time you ask sylus

5 times you hide your relationship with sylus + 1 time you told the truth

darling can i be your favorite

father's day

foursome because i lack shame

risky pregnancy ask - 03 - mc dies baby lives

risky pregnancy ask - 04 - stillbirth-miscarriage

ZayneMCCaleb - one bed three of you

brat tamer caleb

build a city that dreams for two

if you're a worm, then i'm a worm

is it that sweet (i guess so)

kiss me hard, kiss me good

k-i-s-s-i-n-g

phone sex with caleb

playing tic-tac-toe for my x and o's

post-baby lovemaking

Report

Return To Eden

Rotten Apple

Time for Takeoff

Violet Eyes

you can be my lover girl

got me playing with fire (and it's all I desire)

The Fish That Loved a Cat

21 Steps

birdie bully boxing

devastation salvation

Evermore - Elysium - dragon au

grassland au

grassland sylus forever in my heart

grinding on sylus

Little Parrot

love is all i feel, my dear

No Man's Land

omegaverse

Sylus bet

Sylus- Breeding dream

Sylus hurtcomfort

The Crow and the Kitten

The Dragon's Gifts

untitled sylus ruin

up all night playing kitty cards

xoxo

fall into your arms

I Do (I Do Not!)

my universe, my everything, my sunset

xavier potatoes

Delirium

Emergency Surgery

eyes closed, dreaming of each other

Surprise Dinner

zayne brainworm thats my fault but also lowkey nova's fault too (see discord chat)

zayne i want a baby

from osmanthus to snowdrop - 02 - first trimester and oh by the way

from osmanthus to snowdrop - 03 - second trimester and craving carrots (and more carrots)

from osmanthus to snowdrop - 04 - third trimester and

from osmanthus to snowdrop - 05 - you and me and baby make three

03 - love you more

Bride of the Dragon King

08 - Xavier - every time i look into those angel eyes

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NOVA, LORDS HELP ME ALSKDJLFJSLDK

nah because the vibe? the sound? holy shit this is gonna be on repeat alksjdflsd

kshfdkhkdf I'm so excited it's been too LOOOONG!!

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I drew this when they announced the trailer for the story branch :)

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🧜🏻‍♀️ rafayel

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Apt 1 | Caleb | Prelude

Summary: aka Caleb being a monumental disaster when he meets you. Set before Sylus moves in.

Caleb loves experimenting with new flavors and techniques.

He first learned the joy of someone reciprocating when you aggressively knocked on his door, nearly breaking the damned thing of its hinges at the smell of smoke.

He was trying to make caramel. In the oven. And he looked away for just a second to check on the shortbread recipe he was following only for the smoke alarm to sound at two in the morning.

Understandably, you were not a happy camper.

But more importantly you looked like a force to be reckoned with—hair sticking out in odd directions and holding onto a (probably) expired kitchen fire extinguisher for dear life—and he kind of wanted to kiss you for that.

You were his lifesaver, barging through and opening every window you could. Shouting orders like an experienced military general to deter the smoke away from the alarm’s sensors. And then when the piercing sound petered off to silence, you both faced the hardest task: addressing the atrocity smoldering in the thankfully turned-off oven.

He never felt so aroused until you incredulously remarked—

“What made you think making caramel in the oven was a good idea? Are you an idiot—sugar is a ticking time bomb designed to burn apartments to the ground!”

His growing smile was scary enough to make you question your current definition of scarecrows.

“Oh?” You shivered at the way his voice settled in your ears like warm honey, “What would you have suggested instead?”

And the way you flew into sugar’s stages of melting and decomposition (“not boiling points!” you shook your head at the common misconception, all glittery-eyed. “sugar doesn’t boil like water does”), then effortlessly pointed out how larger chemical structures broke down into smaller ones during caramelization was enough to solidify in Caleb’s heart that if anyone was going to stand by his side—

It would be you.

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