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Talking about wedding banner, could u imagine how the lil twins found out their parent wedding photo and sulking cause their papa and mama didn't invite them. I wanna know how they woud react cause I think it will be cute😭 thx uuu have a nice day

ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ: oh NOOOO they would be devastated ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡ this got away from me again lmaoo, i hope u enjoy!!

sylus & his family | sylus x reader | light hurt/comfort (littles have big feelings!), fluff fluff, dad!sylus, mom!reader, bigbrother!kieran&luke, itty bitty twins werent invited to the wedding! (•́ ᴖ •̀)

you asked lucian nicely not to climb too high when seeking his sensory need for heights and balancing.

"just the second shelf, and maybe the third if papa is around," you begged, squishing chubby little cheeks in your palms. the request honeyed with a kiss on his nose and a chocolate schmeetie (sweetie).

the primary concern is his safety, of course. so he doesn't get hurt—no matter how badly he believes his little belly is going to help him bounce off the floor like a bubble blobbu pal. "I softy, I bounce, mama!"

you laugh whenever he says it. a laugh that morphs into a sob as you press your nose to his hair and say hopelessly, "that's not how it works, my angel."

and motherhood has always been daunting. the magazines and articles, your friends and relatives always said that the instinct the wisdom will come to you, eventually, and the blessing of always being right and knowing best will develop in time. you didn't know it would develop in the most mysterious of ways.

wailing. there is a wailing in the distance as you haul yourself from the trenches of a dream. body moving before your mind catches up. you rise from the couch in a haze, a headache pinching at your nerves behind your eyes, a strange taste in your post-nap mouth. and through the bleariness, you cannot find your children. "Lucian? Kyros?!"

your feet move, carry you to the sound of crying—whoever's it was, you needed to get to them fast. now.

in your husband's study, there sits a tall bookcase. five columns, endless rows. heaven for a little boy with vestibular needs. the middle column is sparse in material and literature, giving way to sylus's favorite mementos. jewels and small artifacts, weapons, things that looked far too archaic for your liking. fire-hazards, choking-hazards, literal death traps.

it's only natural, the scream you let out, as you find the glass that protects the items from environmental harm, wide open. and not one but both your sons in a circle of trinkets and treasures on the floor, sobbing hysterically.

you call each of their names, falling to your knees as you take them in your embrace. kyros clings to your neck, lucian uses your sweater as a tissue to wipe his nose. "are you hurt? did you fall?"

"mama, mad! mad, mad!" lucian harrumphs loudly, pushing away from your embrace and stomping his feet. your brows knit together. you reach for him despite his protests and examine his arms and legs for any cuts or bruises. while he still tries to pull away, "mad!"

"no yell to mama." kyros pitches in, turning slightly from his embrace and swiping a hand that doesn't quite reach his brother. "no mean!"

"who is yelling at mama?" sylus enters then, walking into the room with quick, long strides at the sight of you all on the floor. he takes in your confusion, how lost you look, the toddler in your arms mediating.

then he zeros in on the fiery twin with puffed cheeks and arms crossed clumsily over his chest. "lucian?"

"mad papa too!" lucian whines, stomping his feet like an angry rabbit.

"woosian, 'top it!" kyros scolds.

"angel, what happened?" you ask, finally having come to your senses. there is no broken glass, the casing was just open. the trinkets on the floor— the veil, a small sampling of stained glass, dried flowers, a tiara, a bow tie, a set of ceremonial rings and—

"where me—woosian?" your son demands, using all his strength to drag the big wedding album out from under sylus's desk and into the light. for you to see, to realize, to know the absolute sin you committed against him. "and kee-ro? you leave!"

sylus snorts. you shoot him an angry glare at how drastic the whole thing truly is. a small problem to you, a monumental betrayal to your little ones.

tak-tak-tak lucian points to his father's face in the blown-up photo. the two-page spread of you and sylus in your ceremonial silks, reminding you of the very day in the cathedral a few years back.

kyros, just as hurt, murmurs. "no ee-bite us? we sleepin'?"

you melt. oh, your sweet boys. wondering why they were left out of such an important looking ceremony. they'd seen it in their storybooks—weddings of royals and knights and creatures, then the happily ever afters. they've raved on and on about wanting to see a white-puffy-cake dress with their own eyes.

and here you all are, standing around a photo of you and their father in the attire. and them having no memory of being there, of being invited. thinking you'd snuck out on a date as they slept and crept back into the house by morning.

oh, your sweet boys.

when lucian is effectively distracted with sylus's playful raspberries and kisses on his face (him personally acting on his cuteness aggression to the bunny-stomps), only then do you gather both of your children out of the study with the wedding album. you settle back on the couch with them, the pictures between you, and explain.

"we haven't met just yet in this picture," you tell them, placing each of their hands on the page. their eyes watch as you trace the outlines of their hands on your wedding photo with a silver marker. "you were both still sleeping somewhere, but we didn't know where. so we couldn't wake you up."

"ah!" kyros giggles as your get a bit of ink on his finger. lucian gasps and forces his hand to stay still. sylus helps him keep his hand sturdy.

"did you and papa find us?" lucian asks. he looks up at you with such hopeful eyes it's impossible not to fall more in love with his wonder. you brush silver-mist hair out of his eyes and nod, "of course we did, angel."

"we'd never stop until we find you," sylus assures him, curling an arm around his middle and nuzzling his temple.

"but—but the 'appy endin'?" kyros pouts. "we missing..."

sylus reaches out to him and squeezes his ink stained hand. his own heart swelling. "we can always have another one, kyros."

"we can?" lucian perks up, turning his head to look at his father.

you laugh, sharing a quick glance with sylus who has already made up his mind. and you wholeheartedly agree. "of course. that one wasn't as happy as it will be now that you're here."

"we ee-biting?" kyros jumps, hands clasped together as if to contain his excitement. sylus's laugh shakes mountains as he tugs onto his sons' cheeks. "yes, you're invited."

the pair cheers, clapping and whooping like they'd won the lottery. in much higher spirits than they were earlier. you continue to flip through the pages of the album. the littles enthusiastically pointing to your face and swooning over how pretty you looked. and then asking papa 'why he smiling 'ike that?'

sylus asking 'like what?" in borderline offense.

kyros laughs. "'ike a tiger." then screams when sylus lunges at him to show him his tiger teeth affectionately.

you watch lucian, whose eyes are soft and fond as he flips through your wedding photos like it's his favorite storybook, trumping any fairytale of oswald octopus in his collection.

and then it comes—the feeling of right, and what's best in that moment. and it's not about proving a point, but recognizing what feels right for your kids, and making decisions with them to arrive at the best possible outcome.

seeing the joy on their faces, you conclude—having them find the album was just right, and having a second wedding just for them is what's best.

you watch as his face brightens at the sillier photos, grins at blurry ones and upside-down ones (thanks, mephisto). but then the light vanishes, dark clouds loom once more on his then sunny face.

you don't get to ask before he's angrily tak-tak-taking on the page. his twin and father's attention turns to him as they halt their little game of chase. you groan at the photo he points at.

luke and kieran, unmasked and grinning from ear to ear in their nice tuxes. arm in arm, photobombing a perfectly romantic photo of you and sylus. but lucian doesn't care about the photo being ruined. It's the fact that—"biggies there too?!"

you wince. you hope brotherhood wisdom has developed in time too as you watch your toddlers drag the heavy album out of the living room to hunt down the convicts in the photo. angry-bunny stomps and all, the big twins are in for it.

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Katsuki being such an obvious simp every time he goes to Midoriya's class to talk to his students about hero work, they can't help but notice the pro hero is head over heels for their sensei.

They have started documenting it too, with notes and pictures they discreetly take when none of the adults are looking.

One of them has an incredible one of Dynamight staring at Midoriya-sensei's ass as he bends over to get a marker from the floor. He then proceeds to knock another down from the desk so the teacher does the thing again.

He's good at teaching the students new techniques to defeat villains, but he often gets distracted when their teacher giggles or does something cute. There are a couple of pictures of Dynamight shamelessly giving Midoriya-sensei the heart eyes.

Outside school, paparazzi have caught a couple of interesting moments between the two war heroes. Midoriya is often seen with his arms around pro hero Bakugo's waist on the back of his motorcycle.

However, the touchy one is definitely pro hero Dynamight, according to social media; there are a lot of photos of him with a hand on the lower half of Midoriya's back, sometimes he cradles his face when he's talking to him and others he just pulls him closer to himself during interviews.

To their friends, this is nothing new and quite frustrating since they're not dating yet. Katsuki is even worse when they're at their shared apartment, spending time with said friends.

He acts like a very devoted husband who makes sure his Izuku eats healthy and at the right times of the day; he makes tea more often instead of coffee (even though he loves the stuff) mostly because the young teacher likes tea better.

He always sits as close to Izuku as possible, even though they have enough space in their two couches for their guests.

Ashido has brought up a couple of times all the rumors about them to see how they react, which only prompts Izuku to turn as red as a strawberry while Katsuki only stays quiet.

They all know Katsuki has seen all those things on Twitter himself, even the rumor about him already being married to Izuku, and he has done absolutely nothing to deny it.

Knowing the pro hero, he's probably considering skipping the whole dating stuff and going straight to the proposal.

When that happens, Ashido is sure all social media is going to turn into chaos.

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Why I will never be able to truly love anyone....ha

to love someone is firstly to confess: i'm prepared to be devastated by you. by A History of My Brief Body by Billy-Ray Belcourt

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In public

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Babies. They are babies in this. - BNHA FICREC FRIDAY

BNHA ficrec where they're either hit with a de-aging quirk or are smol to begin with.

Child's play - Izuku comes back to the dorm as a child. Katsuki is his impromptu caretaker.

kidfic series - Saysiwrites had an entire series which is AMAZING

this is getting ridiculous is my fav one out of it

down the red line - red string au, they grow up

the one where they're kiddos - both de-age and turn up at UA

once more - When Todoroki and Midoriya are hit by a de-aging quirk, Midoriya refuses to be away from Bakugou, Todoroki keeps asking for someone none of them have heard of.

if i could only take it back - izuku turns 13 and class A realises he was not always the Hero Deku they know now

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Sylus picked up the phone, his screen flickering to life, initially consumed by the crackling static that echoed eerily through the silence.

"Ah, the mighty leader of Onychinus," The voice started. "What a pretty and docile wife you have, such a delicate thing won't last long." The screen then showed you, bound tightly to a chairs, your body slightly leaning to the side.

"How much do you think she's worth?" The voice was followed by another, dripping with malicious glee.

"Hand us the money or.... your precious wife pays the price."

Their sneerings echoed throughout the call, their confidence blooming in the dark space they believed to be their control as your lover remained silent.

Then, a low chuckle broke the tension, smooth and eerie, coming from Sylus himself.

"You really do underestimate my wife." He said, his tone almost affectionate, as if he found the entire situation amusing.

The screen flickered, a heartbeat of black.

A minute. Two minutes. Three minutes. Then, the camera came back to life as the scene shifted, your face filling the frame, soft and radiant as ever, not a single trace of distress. The ropes? Gone. The fear? Vanished. It's as if you found the entire ordeal boring and nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

But nothing escapes Sylus's eyes as in the corner, he could see the way the room was enshrouded with chaotic disarray, bodies sprawled across the floor, blood smearing the walls. The smug captors that once held the upper hand? They were now completely undone by your hands, his wife had shown them exactly who they were dealing with.

With a playful tilt of your head, you winked directly at your husband, sending him a teasing flying kiss, giggling before ending the call.

Sylus stared at the now dark screen when the door to his office swung open, Kieran and Luke rushing in frantically. "Boss, is she alright?!"

Your lover's lips curled into a grin, as he shook his head, letting out a deep, amused laugh.

"She's having fun, for god's sake."

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I accidentally unfollowed trying to send this silly ask, but you have so many fics on your masterlists I’m literally vibrating lol. do u have any personal favorites? idk where to even start there’s just a bunch 😆

Okay so I went through and picked out what I felt were the ones I'm proudest of and/or ones that I go back to reread frequently. I hope this isn't an overwhelming about I got a little carried away 💀

I also wanna add that I'm sorry my masterlists can be overwhelming lol this is more than i ever anticipated i'd be writing for lads, but you shouldn't feel pressured to read them all! You can also go to my ao3 where I compiled them all into a series. Each one has a snippet from the fic in its summary which may give you better insight as to what happens in them

If you want more recs or just to scream about whatever, dm me <333

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Zayne

Perfect First Date - fluff

Broken Glass - hurt/comfort

Yes This Fear's Gotta Hold On Me - angst, hurt/comfort

Damn Him - fluff with an angsty ending

Christmas Surprises - fluff

I'll See You In The Morning - smut

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Sylus

Kitty Cards -

You Have Me - kinda fluff, kinda hurt/comfort

Kiss-Proof - fluff

Suffering - kinda fluff, kinda hurt/comfort

Beloved - smut

Cup Runneth Over - smut

Darlin' I'm Right Here - hurt/comfort

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Snowcrow Poly

The World At Peace - fluff

Hostage Situation - fluff

Your Majesty - smut

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Rafayel

Self-Portrait of the Soul - fluff

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Raven Series

Love Me, That's All I Ask Of You - hurt/comfort, fluff

You Don't Have To Say It - fluff, hurt/comfort

Mutually Assured Destruction - spicyyy ;p

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‧₊˚✩彡 ── 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ᥫ᭡

‧₊˚✩彡 ── 𝐀/𝐍: i do not claim any of these fics as my own! i just wanted to post a library of my fave sylus fics (in no particular order). pls mind the tags of each individual fic! sylus header by @/chibichibi-mia. red hearts divider by @/cafekitsune.

[ last updated: wednesday, january 29, 2025 ]

💕 = my ultimate faves !!

midnight waltz in paris

migraine

sylus headcanons

monster

sylus fic

sylus fic

newlyweds

sylus drabble

obsessed

in his clothes

sylus drabble - 💕

size training with sylus - 💕

sylus drabble - 💕

in every lifetime - 💕

the goodbye code

greed

moth to a flame

sylus is for the ones who want security - 💕

sylus drabble - 💕

don't die on me (multi lads men)

soft!sylus drabble

bane of existence - 💕

sylus drabble - 💕💕💕

morning routine - 💕

at your mercy

mornings with you

my greatest weakness

lads masterlist

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sylus fic recs masterlist

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look at his babies 😭😭😭😭😭😭

【art by maisonvonlian via X】

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GUYSSSSS

When mc was a baddie in the night of secrecy card!!

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Hi, I write fanfiction about Love and Deepspace. Currently Sylus-dominant (heh), although I love and appreciate most of the LIs. Full summaries and tags are in each link.

The Sylus series

Part 1 Alike and cornered beast, Sylus's POV | ao3

I was desperate for Sylus's point of view during the first time that MC meets him in the Alike and Cornered Beast chapters of Long-Awaited Revelry. I wanted to know why he touches MC so reverently but also quite brutally, so I spent a lot of time thinking about possibilities and this is the result.

Part 2 Roleplay, undercurrents, and rising curtain, Sylus's POV | ao3

MC has PTSD from chapter 4 (you know the one), and no one can convince me otherwise, so I re-wrote the auction bits from Sylus's POV to fix this grievous oversight, because I am also firmly convinced he is a champ at handling MC's trauma.

Part 3 No way out, revised | ao3

I thought that MC was too mean to Sylus in his 4 star No Way Out card, and I didn't like it, so I fixed it. I mean, I rewrote how it went like a proper rabid fan.

Part 4 Datura tea, or how all you want is to get some sleep | ao3

You're suffering from insomnia due to untreated PTSD (probably, I don't know, I'm not a doctor or a therapist) from your family getting, well, exploded, and the longer this goes on, the sloppier you become in combat and just existing, and a bad idea is born.

Part 5 Sylus gets a headache | ao3

Sylus has secured the promise from you that he can use your place as a safe house if he's in the area and needs it. Sylus's definition of "need", it turns out, might be different than your own, as illustrated by the first time he shows up unannounced at your door.

Part 6 Wine time with Sylus | ao3

Sylus invites himself over, helps himself to your first aid kit and your kitchen, manipulates you into tasting wine with him, discusses his latest business venture, and gifts you more than one present before he's good and ready to finally leave.

Part 7 Sylus's guide to hiring, or Wine time with Sylus: his POV | ao3

Sylus mulls over all the data he has managed to collect regarding his sweet little hunter so far, and spends some time considering mistakes he's made and his plans for the future. He also hires a new employee and is required to teach the twins to mind their manners in front of guests he's trying to intimidate.

Part 8 Not my type | ao3

Sylus pesters you on your day off while you're at the arcade until you agree to "lend your talents" to him for the evening. So of course you show up at the designated location only to discover it's a nightclub, and you're dressed for a murder, but not on the dance floor.

Part 9 Sylus makes a deal | ao3

Sylus answers some questions, receives dating advice from a dubious source, makes a deal you can't refuse, receives a birthday invitation, and plans to take you home for the night.

Part 10 Even the rocks on the roadside in the N109 Zone could tell | ao3

Sylus makes one final miscalculation. You wake up from a nightmare in a place you weren't ready to revisit. Sylus has to reckon with the inevitable consequences of how he treated you when you first met him, but you're paying the higher price.

Part 11 Even the rocks on the roadside - Sylus's POV | ao3

Sylus tries to get some paperwork done in his office while you sleep. He receives a call that turns his night upside down and makes him regret some strategic choices he's made up until this point in conquering your heart.

Part 12 Q&A with Sylus Qin | ao3

Sylus cares for your injuries and feeds you a meal. After he shows you a part of his home that you didn't know existed, you finally ask him why he was so cruel to you when you first met him. Sylus does his best to answer with as much honesty as he can right now.

Part 13 How you learned to stop worrying and embrace Sylus Qin | ao3

Sylus reveals his latest little plot and makes you an offer that you ultimately can't refuse. More lying around talking in different beds with Sylus Qin.

Part 14 The dream, the tie, the tour, the dream | ao3

You have a good dream, get a guided tour of Onychinus's base by the chaos twins, talk yourself into being sad again, and then have another good dream

Part 15 The right hand, the left hand, the heart of Sylus Qin | ao3

Sylus meets with his legal counsel while the twins give you a tour of the base, you wake up from a dream, Sylus wastes some eggs, you attempt to get to know Sylus better, and you have your first 'date' with Sylus Qin.

Part 16 The pool | ao3

You dream, you do some art, you go for a swim, Sylus destroys part of his office, you discover the hot tub, you're close to catching a clue. A 'morning' in the life at Onychinus HQ.

Part 17 And everything that is now already existed then | ao3

Sylus shows you his favorite parts of his house, you are haunted by a strange feeling of familiarity, you spend some time with the twins and Noah, you learn about the bet they had going.

Part 18 Before you came, things were as they should be | ao3

You spend a lot of time wrestling with questions of morality, there's more poetry because the author has no self control, you may or may not burn out Mephisto's eye optics with your antics trying to provoke Sylus, Noah and the twins drag you to the club.

Part 19 Sylus is suffering | ao3

Sylus's POV regarding your antics to provoke a reaction out of him in 'Before you came, things were as they should be'.

Part 20 Hunger, sated | ao3

You resonate with Sylus and have sex with him for the first time.

Sylus standalones

Control: a Sylus series interlude | ao3

You are feeling a bit depressed after completing a mission that didn't go 100% the way you wanted. Mephisto, and then Sylus, pay you a visit to cheer you up.

Creature Feature with Sylus Qin | ao3

You and Sylus dress up for a Halloween gala. This is a short little Sylus series interlude, occurring after these idiots finally get together.

Goodcat code, or how you learned to care for your catboy | ao3

Your crimelord boyfriend disappears for a week, you make yourself sad listening to breakup songs, you learn that he got turned into a catboy, you get assigned a mission on the worst cruise ship ever, undercover shenanigans ensue.

Would you love me if I were a worm drabble

The Holiday Party | ao3

You are dragged to yet another one of your crappy boyfriend's miserable work functions only for him to abandon you to his awful colleagues, but you run into a man who helps you admit that you deserve better. You think you're having a one-night stand with a handsome stranger, but there's nothing casual about his intentions toward you.

Xavier

Sleepy time with Xavier | ao3

You suffer from chronic fatigue and worry that Xavier is only placating you when he says it's fine on the occasions you're too exhausted to follow through on plans together. On one such bad day, he reassures you in a way that you can no longer doubt.

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— 18+ —

cater 2 u [ ao3 ]

hair down

international [ ao3 ]

nuisance [ ao3 ]

off the grid [ ao3 ]

painkiller [ ao3 ]

heel

limerence series: preface [ un | deux | trois | quatre ] [ ao3 ] | limerence [ ao3 ] | risky [ ao3 ] | tempest | relapse

musings [ one | two | three | four | five | six ]

untitled

quickie [ ao3 ]

backstage performance [ ao3 ]

heavy [ ao3 ]

defense(less) zone [ snippet ]

vēnor

sparkler [ ao3 ]

slow lovemaking

kidnapped au [ one | two | three ]

real estate agent!sylus

carpe noctem [ one | two | three | four ]

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— romance/fluff —

sleepy

oblivious

misunderstanding [ ao3 ]

musings [ one | two | three | four | five | six | seven ]

denial → acceptance [ ao3 ]

cotton candy clouds [ ao3 ]

apt 302 [ ao3 ] | apt 304

actor!sylus

inebriated

high

dad!sylus

ceo!sylus

hug

merry christmas, mr. sylus [ one | two | three ]

soft kitty, warm kitty [ one | two ]

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Cute little babies🥺

Credits to the owner

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Moon Phases, two versions because I couldn’t decide which way to go.