I LOVE This Man With Every INCH Of My Being. This Card Was So So So So So So So So Soft. It Was Precious.

おやすみ 😴

MA MEILLEURE ENNEMIE x

Reunion with Sylus after you remember your past life together. The way that Sylus would be so bewildered at first, not knowing (or perhaps not daring to hope) why you’re suddenly marching into his room like you’re on a mission, why you’re grabbing his face frantically, eyes wide and glossy with unshed tears.

He doesn’t know why you’re suddenly kissing him like you’re dying, like you’ve missed him when you only just saw him that morning. Doesn’t know why your hands are shaking where they’re buried in his hair, or why you seem caught between laughing and sobbing with your lips pressed against his. He doesn’t know why— not until you force yourself to part from his lips, glossy with your spit and reddened from your kiss.

“My dragon,” you murmur softly, words cracking with desperation. Your lip brush against his own, voice reverent and filled with longing and heartbreak and sorrow and a bottomless love. His breath catches in his chest, eyes widening in disbelief, in hips. You press a kiss to his forehead, and Sylus’ eyes flutter shut and a shuddering breath leaves him, heart racing in his chest, because you finally, finally remember.

Neil banging out the tunes in Kid Pix Deluxe 4??

At the moment I’ve got like 75 wishes saved so far. I’m preparing 🥲

so ready for sylus’ birthday card!! (4k gems and a dream)

Sketch is done ✨

Sylus on his wedding day…. who can’t keep his eyes off of you as you walk down the aisle towards him, a vision of white so stunning that his breath is stolen right out of his lungs. The person that he had sworn his whole heart to over and over again, across countless lifetimes and against every tragic ending— his beloved, who he’s about to marry.

Sylus whose voice shakes just slightly when he says his wedding vows to you, struggling to keep his cool.

Sylus who, for the life of him, is fighting for his life to keep it together as he holds your hands in his, declaring his love to you— vowing himself to be yours for the rest of eternity. Whose voice cracks just slightly when he says I love you. Something in his chest is warm when he sees tears gather in your lashes— when he sees the love just as deep as his reflected in your eyes.

Sylus who kisses you before he’s even told to do so, heart racing so badly that he fears you might feel it trying to jump out of his chest— his hand trembles as he cups your cheek, drawing you in for a kiss that seals the rest of your lives together. Your lips are so soft against his, your body slotting against his like puzzle pieces finally reunited, and he almost falls to his knees when he feels you smiling into the kiss, when he feels your hands wrap around his neck and shoulders, pulling him down against you, just as eager to spend the rest of your life with him. 

Sylus who kisses you once, twice more— again and again, until you’re laughing into his lips and your hands tangle in his hair, not another thought in his mind aside from the fact that from this day onwards, he’s your husband. 

And oh, if you feel just the softest drops of rain that fall onto your cheeks, you say nothing about it. Instead, you smile, wipe the tears that gather in his lash line away with the pad of your thumb, and draw your husband into another kiss, sealing the two of you together for the rest of eternity.

i dream of stability

both you and sylus are surprised by how quickly he cums dry-humping you

sylus when he takes you on joyrides in the N109 Zone, he absolutely loves when you dress in bike leathers and he loves when you’re matching him.

sylus who loves how your smaller frame hugs his from behind, the side of your helmet flush against his back as you giggle from the speeds and scenery you’re zooming past.

sylus who loves teasing you at red lights, reaching back and gently squeezing your thighs. “are you enjoying yourself?” he asks, chuckling when he’s met with an ecstatic nod and a thumbs up. he loves to catch you off guard with suddenly taking off, relishing in how you squeal and scramble to hold onto him, laughing as you whine.

sylus who stares at you as you get off the bike, setting your helmet down right beside him. he watches as you rummage through your purse with a small frustrated pout. “what’s wrong sweetie?”

“i don’t have my mirror.” you said, huffing as you held your lipstick in your hand.

sylus who turns and right as he’s about to offer one of the mirrors from his bike, you grab his helmet and turn his head toward you. “hold still for one second.” he thinks he hears but all he can focus on is that vibrant red lipstick in your hand and that look in your eyes.

your eyes turned sharp as you focused intently on the reflection in sylus’s helmet, ignoring his ruby eyes staring at yours. you focused as you applied your lipstick nice and slow, so you wouldn’t mess up. somehow, your bottom lip was smudged a bit and you hadn’t noticed until sylus grabbed your arm as you were turning away from him.

“just a second, kitten.” he said gruffly, pulling you closer to him, his thighs caging you in as he brought up his hand to gently wipe away the smudged lipstick from your lip. “this shade looks magnificent on you.” he said softly, his eyes filled with lust. “put your helmet back on.” he said, handing you your helmet.

“what, why?” you said as you grabbed it, tilting your head confused.

“sweetie, surely that wasn’t just for fixing your lipstick. i have a problem now that only you can fix. we’re going to the parking lot.” he said, slinging his leg back over the motorcycle and turning the engine back on.

you couldn’t help but giggle as you put your helmet back on and sat right behind him. your touch felt like fire blazing against his skin, turning him on even more as your hands teasingly found their way down his pants.

sylus, who loves how scandalous his girlfriend can be.