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~ Sevika appreciation ~

just look at her.. she looks so rough and tough.. and yet so soft.

I love writing about her the most.

(yet I still have to post T^T)

I wish I was that cig in another universe-

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NERD!SYLUS MY BELOVED :(

art credit: @/yvilonion on twt!! please go support them!

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mini random sevika drabble~

Just you and Sevika living in your own domestic little world <3

Waking up together in the morning, her leaning over towards you and smothering you and kisses, you both enjoying each other's embrace.

Sevika would DEFF love seeing u get ready in the morning. You catch her oogoing at you 24/7. Sevika's response? She's got absolutely no shame.

Speaking of that, she definitely the type to make her attraction to you KNOWN. She doesn't need you doubting her for a second.

butch4femme realness 🙂‍↕️

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sis is stronger than I'll ever be

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"MC's such a bitch. She's so mean to Sylus :("

Sylus in the privacy of his room after having his shoulder used as a stool, having his hot gf grab him by the collar and being bossed around by her:

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There are times where I'm happy I'm a f2p LADS player because my wallet would 1000% be in shambles rn 😭

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this with knight!sevika （；へ：）

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Sylus has slowly drawn you into his hobby of collecting records. While his collection was filled primarily with classical and jazz. You brought in a variety of modern day artists that he’d never spare a second glance.

Initially you’d get a bit shy about it, shuffling through the records that laid in his desired categories. Picking out a few classics that truly reminding you of him. And — much to your shock — you managed to pick out pieces he didn’t own. Something you figured was impossible.

But then, you dared to slip in a modern alternative record you thought he’d enjoy. Justifying it as being something you could keep to listen to if he did turn it down.

“This is… different.” And you felt like your knees could give out, a mix of worry and embarrassment creeping up your spine as he studied the vinyl’s sleeve. “I-it is! It’s an album I really like it’s pretty… new? It’s not really like anything—“

You were left speechless as Sylus pulled the record from the slip and set it on the player. “W-we don’t have to…”

“Nonsense, you really like this album so we’re going to listen to it.” And for a moment, you were positive your brain was going to explode because… really? He wanted to listen to your type of music? Suddenly the expectations felt way too damn high. “Are you sure…?”

“Course I am.”

The needle hit the track and after a few beats of silence, the first song off the album began to fill the living room.

Your eyes never left him for the duration of the record, finding yourself growing increasingly shy as he nodded along to the beats. There was something so intimate about sharing this with Sylus, something that had your heart pounding out of your chest with anticipation.

An hour later, when the record came to an end, you hesitantly asked what you had been dying to know.

“So…how was it?”

Truth be told, it wasn’t his style, but he found himself thoroughly engaged throughout the entire duration.

Maybe it was because of how you were looking at him — such sweet, shy anticipation as you revealed something so dear to you — but Sylus would forever associate this album with you. “I’d like to listen to it again, please”

“So you liked it!?” The astonished disbelief had him smiling. “Very much so.”

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so what if someone is possibly in the works of making a sylus x reader fic set in a gala, with heavy pride and prejudice meets phantom of the opera vibes-ish with less emphasis on enemies to lovers and more of a mutual infacuation INCLUDING playful banter 😶 (also black!reader)???

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擦肩相让的片刻，他不由得步伐微滞。冷冽的预感划过心尖，熟悉的背影在他的余光中远去。 As they brush past each other, his steps falter involuntarily. A cold premonition cuts through his heart as a familiar silhouette disappears in his periphery. Love and Deepspace (2024), dev. Infold Games

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once you go x black!reader you can’t go back

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THISSS!!!! I get so happy when I see soft Sylus in fics 🫶🏾

whenever new sylus content comes out in game it all just further solidifies the fact that he's so much more than the typical 'morally grey villain’ love interest people could easily write him off as. i always find myself reminded of the fact that he’s not only such a well written character but a really good lover. 

he makes sure mc/the player is well fed before he starts to eat, he makes it a point to get her favorite drink for her when they meet up. when she challenges him he matches her energy, when she wants to do something he always indulges her and goes along with her plans. 

alternatively, when she doesn’t want to do something—even if he thinks it’s good for her or he would prefer for it to happen—if she says no then the answer is no. like while his first instinct was to kill the old lady who stabbed her during the zoion hunt he backed off when she told him to. he bandaged her up with care and didn’t simmer in his own anger or try to contradict her wishes like other depictions of that genre of man might have.

they play video games together. he fist bumps her when she does a cool move to shoot down their enemies. he’s trying to become a better singer so she’ll like it when he sings for her. he says the soul is one of the most precious gifts given to humanity and implies that she makes up half of his. he wants to help her become strong enough to protect herself. he says their connection transcends current circumstance and repeats constantly that their lives are bound together.

everything sylus has done previously was in preparation to meet her. everything he does currently is working towards having a future with her. when instinct and base desire tell him to devour her, take her strength and be rid of the power she has over him, he doesn’t give in. and with the hints to more of their past lore it seems like in each lifetime he’s stuck in a never ending cycle of having to kill her or be killed by her again and again, yet he persists.

he's the type of man i personally want to work towards deserving and i'm coming to understand how i've accidentally mischaracterised him in the past. i think i could write as many fics about him as i liked, but i would never do him justice.

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i need her carnally

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death and rebirth except it's the chaos in linkon au

aka sylus' mc lilia is a murder gremlin and zayne's mc jasmine is a simp

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f1 driver!sylus as your bf headcanons | sfw ver.

✧ f1 driver!sylus is ferrari’s precision weapon—their very own thoroughbred—hot-blooded and agile. sylus doesn’t just drive to win—he drives because domination is second nature. no opponent rattles him. no track unsettles him. he walks into every race weekend with that slow, deliberate confidence that says: you were never going to beat me.

✧ f1 driver!sylus never raises his voice. he doesn’t need to. his words cut cleaner in a whisper. he’s the kind of man who’d look a rival dead in the eyes and say, “try harder. i need at least a challenge before lunch.” and mean it.

✧ f1 driver!sylus once refused to appear at a post-race fan event because you had collapsed on the team’s sofa after a long day. he didn’t care about press schedules or sponsorship obligations—if you needed rest, that was his priority. that night, he stayed quietly by your side, his presence alone saying everything you needed to hear: you come first. always.

✧ f1 driver!sylus makes sure you always have a reserved spot right in the ferrari garage. whether it’s the pre-race preparations or celebrations, he wants you close enough to see every detail—the way his crew moves with precision, the sparkle of victory in his eyes, and the rare moments he lets his guard down just for you. this spot isn’t just a seat—it’s his way of letting you know that you’re his number one, always.

✧ f1 driver!sylus loves making friendly bets with you about his race outcomes—sometimes wagering small things like who makes dinner or who picks the next movie. his cocky grin only grows wider when he wins, but beneath the teasing, he cherishes the way you get so invested, as if you’re racing alongside him. these playful bets are a private language, a way to keep the competition playful and the connection alive, no matter how intense the season gets.

✧ f1 driver!sylus has your signature prominently imprinted on the rear wing of his ferrari car, right below the team logo—a bold, personal mark that shows everyone exactly who’s with him every race. before every race, he runs his hand lightly over your signature, a small ritual that centers him, grounds him, and fuels the fire that drives him forward. it’s his personal good luck charm, a symbol of your unshakable bond.

✧ f1 driver!sylus is so catastrophically dramatic, it’s theatrical. he’ll tweet “my girl hasn’t replied in 43 minutes. if you see me full-send into a wall, know i went out thinking about her eyebrows.” swears he’s fine, then texts you “would you still love me if i lost pole position?” after winning a race, he’ll deadpan into the camera, “this victory means nothing. she’s still mad.” they could hand him champagne, a trophy, a contract extension—he’d just sit silently on a folding chair in the back of the garage, helmet still on, just… staring at the wall. engineers are too scared to speak. someone asks if he’s okay and he mutters, “she said ‘do what you want.’ i don’t know what that means.”

✧ f1 driver!sylus turns everything into a game, pulling you into his fierce, competitive world with ease. grocery shopping becomes a silent battle of who picks the better snack, choosing a movie turns into a playful standoff, and even casual conversations carry the edge of a contest. it’s his way of sharing his sharp mind and keeping you on your toes, and deep down, he loves that you rise to the challenge.

✧ f1 driver!sylus doesn’t tweet often it’s either pure sarcasm (“practiced my victory dance in the mirror. might retire undefeated.”), unexpectedly romantic (“she didn’t look at the grid once. just me. i won twice today”), or completely chaotic like, “my girl’s mad at me. if i don’t make it to fp2, tell the stewards it was for love.” his pr team lives in fear.

✧ f1 driver!sylus has your iris—not just a vague symbol, but a precise, detailed image—instead of the ferrari logo on his steering wheel. it’s a deeply private touch, hidden in plain sight. when he grips the wheel, feeling the texture beneath his fingers, he sees you. that single image reminds him why he pushes so hard, races so fiercely—it’s not just for glory, but for you.

✧ f1 driver!sylus never forgets to save you a seat at every event, ensuring you have the perfect vantage point for every high-speed moment and every victorious celebration. but he doesn’t just think about your comfort; he thinks about the small things that make you feel cared for. nestled in the cooler beneath his helmet bag are your favorite protein bars, a thermos filled with the drink you prefer, and those rare cookies only found back home. he carries these not for himself, but to keep you energized and comforted no matter how grueling the weekend gets.

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There’s symbolism in the glass silco kept from his time with Vander at The Last Drop getting sliced in half during his monologue about loyalty and alliances. I’m just too tired to write it all out right now, but you get it.

Also here’s a present

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Sylus girlies forever amazing me by pointing out tiny details I missed

had to watch this scene in super slow mo on YouTube

Sylus dropped a loaded mag into mc's gun🫶🏻🫶🏻

They're so Mr and Mrs Smith ommmggg absolutely in sync husband and wifey🩷🩷