Spoilers for Demonized 4
Zylas: They're all crazy, Socks. Cults, demon mages. Let's go set fire to something.
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Chocolate and confusion
He stood at the counter, staring down at the box of chocolates, the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows over his face. After a long moment, he lifted a hand and touched the edge of the box.His tail slashed sideways—and he shoved the chocolates off the counter. They crashed to the floor, the small delicacies scattering over the linoleum.
I would love to read this scene from Zylas' POV!!
And this scene too!!
Zylas was scrutinizing me, his eyebrows low over critical red eyes.“Um.” I blinked. “Zylas?”He turned to the demon mage. “Nailēranis et nā. Eshaillā kir?” “Probably.” Jaw tightening, Zylas returned his stare to me, his expression intent as though he were rearranging his understanding of my incomprehensible human brain.
Was he comprehending why Robin is in danger of the other mages and what it meant when they said "you have the look"? Or was he wondering about her panicked reaction to his strength when he chose to "make her squirm"?
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Other demons: I have the height advantage.
Zylas, already launched forward: Your kneecaps don't.
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Finished crochet zylas!! Can’t wait to make a few more characters from the guild codex! 😁
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Robin: I just need to hear those three little words
Zylas: I love you
Robin: Try again
Zylas, grumbling: I will behave
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I’m in love with how Zylas’ pov is done !! Super excited for upcoming chapters such as fighting the inkav, and more (you’re sooooo close to the blushing scene) keep up the great work!
Right?? My ADHD is being such a fucking cockblock right now. I've been excited to get to the first kiss scene since I started my fic, but burnout halted me literal inches from the finish line. The fuck!
-Nightshade
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Robin: *kisses Zylas’s cheek*
Zylas: What is this?
Robin: Affection.
Zylas: Zh’ūltis.
Robin:
Zylas:
Robin:
Zylas: Do it again.
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Zylas: I literally cannot decide who the fuck I am sometimes. It’s frustrating. Like am I an asshole? Do I really care a lot? I don’t fucking know.
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Zylas: Are you okay?
Robin, crying: Yeah, it was just the onions.
Zylas: *Aggressively picks up an onion* What did you say?
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He straightened, pushing away from the table with the air of someone planning to change the subject. “Drādah, I want to know.”
“Yes?” I asked cautiously.
“What”—he canted his head—“is abs?”
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Robin: Have you seen Zylas?
Amalia, suddenly bolting: I thought you were watching him!
Zylas: *eating cupcakes*
Amalia: Those were my fancy cupcakes!
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You should uh totally right the og sex scene in Zylas’ pov ;)
Oh. We're gonna get there, darling. ;)
Unfortunately the way I'm writing it requires that I can't skip ahead, cause I might miss some critical analyses of Zylas's mind and perspectives and feelings. Alas...
-Nightshade
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