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...This is really the outfit you picked for your birthday today, huh.

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sylus always answers your calls. always. no exceptions.

he could be in the middle of a gun fight or a messy interrogation but when he hears the inside joke of a ringtone he set for you, he uses his evol to shackle everyone in place while he answers, calm and collected as can be.

“kitten, it’s late in linkon — you should be sleeping. no, i’m not busy at the moment.” a cold glare is the only warning his enemies get to stay quiet. “what do you need?”

some of the world’s most powerful and feared men have had their final agonizing moments prolonged by listening to the leader of onychinus sweet-talk you.

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... I am pretty sure this is the first post I have ever made that has gotten over 1,000 notes. Thank you Zayne nation, I knew you would not let me down ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Zayne goes back to work the day after his birthday and everyone takes note of the pep he has in his step. The usually stern, down-to-business doctor has been grinning ear to ear since he stepped through the door, and all the patients, doctors, and nurses can't help but notice how vibrant he is. Zayne is positively beaming- his grim aura nonexistent through the brilliance he is currently exhibiting

Most people are confused by this sudden and aggressive shift in his demeanor, but chock it up to Zayne just being in a particularly nice mood after his trip. Whatever happened on his leave must have been truly wonderful for the doctor, and that happiness was contagious. The residents of the hospital can't help but be pleased that Asko's pride and joy finally seemed to get a moment of blissful respite.

Only Greyson and Yvonne exchange knowing looks, understanding the truth of the situation immediately. Hit with the realization of just how good his mini-vacation was (and how most of that was thanks to you), they can't help but tease their friend a bit, taking turns asking prodding questions, snickering when the only response he provides is clearing his throat and demanding they get back to work.

However it's up to Yvonne to break the news to Zayne, as it became apparent that while Greyson noticed it as well, he was too flustered by seeing it to say anything. Zayne probably thought he was being safe wearing that turtleneck under his lab coat, despite the fact that it was still far too hot aside for such attire. Unluckily for him the signs of your affection would not be so easily contained, and the large red and purple splotch the crept past the hem of his collar was not something that could be played off as a simple wound-the teeth marks made sure of that.

She had never seen Zayne turn quite so red as the moment she pulled him aside and told him, and for a moment she felt almost bad for telling him, wondering if maybe she should have let him figure it out on his own to save him from the awkwardness. However when she looked back on the man as she was departing, watching as he gingerly touched your mark, a roguish smile dancing on his lips as it no doubt made him reminisce about the moment he received it from you, that she realized his blush was not from embarrassment alone.

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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

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sylus is the most selfless lover, he cares deeply for his beloved, the more he knows you the more he falls for you, the more his eyes soften, he wants to offer you the world and everything in it, if he could offer you the stars and the universe, he would. a day without you is like a day without the sun, he sees himself in you, you changed him, you confuse him, he never thought he was capable of such feelings, he gets a little anxious when he’s around you and hides it with his exterior, the way he catches himself smiling during the day at the thought of you, the way his heart skips a beat when he thinks about you or when youre in his embrace. you took over his mind, heart and soul, when holding you, its like the universe in his arms, when he kisses you, he melts deep inside, all these intense feelings lingering inside him excite him, give him something to look forward to, his purpose is you, with you in his life, he looks forward to everyday, he wonders how he lived without your presence before, he realized that his life was empty, dull, and dark, you are everything to him, and without you he feels as though he is nothing, you complete him, he loves you deeply, that no words will do justice to what he feels for you. you are his soulmate and perhaps even something deeper than that, souls intertwined, inseparable.

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authors note: felt fuzzy writing this (っ˃̣̣̥ -˂̣̣̥ς)

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Wip🐰❤️🐦‍⬛

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I miss you 💕

Hello, my beautiful and talented wife. (˶ ˘ ³˘)ˆᵕ ˆ˶)

Seeing this made me wheeze with delight, thank you.

I MISS YOU TOO!!! I hope all is well and you are having fun, I think of you often my darling little dollop of delight. <3

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Your writing is so painful (in the good way) and comforting at the same time, i come with a smol req :> btd has been a new fixation and i REALLY like how you write ren and strade, and a thought popped to mind for something that if youd like you could take credit for and publish :> /nf

CW: suicide attempt, violence, the typical stuff to expect

Reader has been pushed to the breaking point. If they go out, it needs to be on THEIR terms. Something fully theirs, something relatively peaceful, something neither of them can take away or ruin, something they both have to stumble upon.

It was a breach of the rules, to go into the basement. But at this point, who cares? It was an easy out and in, grabbing rope and sneaking back upstairs. Ren was cooped up in a room, and Strade was busy elsewhere, probably preparing for another night out to find a playmate for the next day.

The hallway. It was lit enough, high enough, and the hole in the cieling from a leaking pipe that barely showed through was comically perfect. Grabbing a chair, they managed to tie it the best they could around the pipe. It was thick, but old...it should be good enough. It would be.

Tying the noose was easy enough. Some weird spiritual interference perhaps, aiding reader in knowing how to tie it, easier than tying their shoes or anything else.

They put their head in, and letting out a final breath, kicked the chair far back into the livingroom.

The clatter was enough to make Ren's head peek out, and he, being the sweetheart he is, screamed and immediately went to grab their legs and add whatever support he can as they tried to kick him away. He called for Strade, the most terrified he's ever sounded, pleading, sobbing as he tried to offer whatever support he could.

Strade came running, and it didn't take long for him to act fast either. Grabbing the chair, using it to stand on and cut the rope, letting them fall limply onto Ren. They were alive, just...dissociated. Staring blankly at the floor, tears making a pool beneath them.

Whatever happens next up to you :P

Thank you so much for you kind words darling! <3

I really love this, and love thinking about what Strade would do in this kind of situation. He would DEFINITELY be pissed off- but he would be conflicted on how to channel his rage.

If you were to die, it was going to be HIM that killed you. How fucking dare you try and take the easy way out and rob him of potentially the best time of his life? You were so much fun and such a delightful source of entertainment for him that he decided to break his own rules and go against his entire nature to keep you around for the long run, and THIS is how you repay him? Unforgivable, truly.

The whole reason he kept you alive was because his desire to keep you outweighed his desire to end you. He knew that the fleeting pleasure he felt in your death would pale in comparison to the elongated bliss he would experience were he to preserve your existence and keep you in his 'care', always near by as a source of stress relief or amusement should the need arise. In the long run he knew keeping you would be the correct choice, and you proved that to be true when your continued presence in his life had been worth it thus far. You and Ren were the icing on the cake to his perfect little secret fantasy life, and he wanted to keep basking in that ideal world for a long long long time.

You couldn't die-not without his permission, not without it being by his hand. And you wouldn't die- he would not allow it, at least not yet.

But that did not mean that you wouldn't be punished for this transgression against him. Long, torturous, horrendous, nightmarish hours awaited you in that hell pit of a basement. A long, drawn out one on one session, just you and him, so he could take the time to really and truly show you what your purpose was, what your lot in life had become, and who decided your very fate.

You fucked up bad schatz, and by the time he is done with you you are going to REALLY regret being unsuccessful in your attempt. He would say better luck next time, but you will never be getting that again. :)

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So I’ve once again read your answer to the ashtray question I sent in and I just had like the POTC scene of Tia Dalma and Jack arguing about the jar of dirt in my mind. Something like this

yujiro: “it’s just a shitty piece of trash, i don’t know why I keep it”

rando and/or biscuit: if you don’t want it get rid of it.

yujiro: (demon back full force) “no it’s mine, my daughter made it for me!”

biscuit: (smug) “then you keep it”

I’m sure this is so stupid but I was cracking myself up trying to figure out how yujiro convinced himself to keep it

I honestly kind of love imaging a tsundere Yujiro ADAMANT he doesn't care, it's stupid and ugly and cheap and some dumbass kid made it it's trash.

And then the MOMENT someone is like 'ok fine we will get rid of it' he just flips like 'what the fuck, no. That's my property, it was MADE for me-don't touch it with your filthy pleb hands.' ༼ง=ಠ益ಠ=༽ง

The fact you made it for him is inconsequential- don't get a big head about it. He just really hates it when people touch his things. :)

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I know a lot of people like to hone in on Sylus' more dominant and teasing side, and while I do love those aspects of him what I really really love is the softer side of Sylus that he only shows to you. ♡

The Sylus that avidly listens to everything you say, drinking you in with with a dopey little grin on his face as you fill him in on everything and anything happening in your life. The Sylus that lets you decorate his chic and mature office with all the plushies you have won together from the claw machine, looking at them fondly as if they were great treasures you have scored. The Sylus that will gladly wear stupid matching kigurumi's with you in public and have fun doing it, reputation be damned. The Sylus who absentmindedly plays with your hair while you are sitting together on the couch watching a movie, sighing in contentment as his long fingers massage your scalp. The Sylus who has memorized all your favorite foods and works hard to come up with new recipes to delight you based of what he already knows you love. The Sylus who's hugs completely engulf you, squeezing and holding you like a lifeline, almost as if he's afraid to let go. The Sylus who stays glued to your side until you fall asleep each night, even though you know his day has hardly begun and he has more important things to be attending to-you always take precedence. The Sylus that wants nothing more than to see you happy and thriving, and will do whatever it takes to make that a reality.

He truly makes me weak. (╥﹏╥)

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Eisuke Ichinomiya walked so Lucifer Obey Me could jog so Sylus Love and Deepspace could run.

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I got him on my second pull on the new banner with the free pulls they gave us for maintenance, and he wasn't who I even picked for the precise wish (that spot is reserved for Zayne). The powers that be knew I was having 'a time' recently and figured I needed to be thrown over this mans shoulders like a sack of potatoes as a little treat asdfghjkl

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obsessed with the idea of your captor hunting down your old abusers.

he's kept you locked away for his own sick enjoyment. he’s threatened you, hurt you, fucked you – even as you begged with tears in your eyes for him to stop. arguably, he's worse than the monsters you'd suffered through before. he won't let you go. he does it out of love.

it doesn't make a difference whether you're the one to tell him or he finds out through other means, the end result is the same.

you, a captive audience, unable to do a thing but watch as he savagely exacts some payback of his own, baseball bat in hand.

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By the way, I did not understand part of the story of Taiju and the angel in the third part.. I guess..? Did Taiju sometimes mistreat Angel or hit her for example?

Yeah. :/ This mans hands are rated E for everyone and poor Angel is not exempt from this. :(

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watching anime is literally the easiest thing ever and yet i even put that off