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𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 mostly writing heart-fluttering fluff and the occasional angst ✧˚ ༘ ⋆
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𓆰⋆.˚ for sylus — comfort & chaos for the beloved dragon (ult masterlist!)
𓆰⋆.˚ sylus's little twins — how a love purer than any shapes a family (lucian & kyros!)
newest additions:
╰⪼the little twins as: newborns ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼ride with me! a luke qin vlog ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼kitten protection program ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼mama & papa on: baby talk ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼lucian on: being caught in the middle ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼uncle valko on: little creatures ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼mama & papa on: taking the fall ⋆｡°✩
╰⪼a smack! of jellies ⋆｡°✩
something to get you started:
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔっ♡ to be devoured, to be held; sylus x you
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔっ♡ two birds on a wire; sylus & his family
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lads boys 🍎 ⛄ ⭐ 🐦⬛ 🐠 🐺: react to the "isapod wants...." trend
warnings: fem reader! suggestive content! swearing!
ꨄ︎ lads masterlist ꨄ︎
chuu's note: this was a pain to make but i hope its ok TT
Caleb
Zayne
Xavier
Sylus
Rafayel
Valko
chuu's note: xavis one lowk something I did when I was interstate... I would bother my friend who was the floor beneath cos I didnt have enough bread lol (we usually got 1 loaf and split it bw each other cos we were saving money)
Oughh smth smth suddenly losing your hearing (maybe fighting a wanderer and it hits you hard enough to burst an eardrum or smth) and in a frightened panic trying to find Sylus bc you're just so scared you can't hear anything and you don't know what to do. Seeing his mouth moving, seeing his brow furrow and the concern. Trying to babble about how you can't hear anything and just getting choked up and Sylus is trying to calm you down but you can't hear him and it just makes it worse. Sylus who holds you close and keeps speaking even if you can't hear just so you can feel the vibration of his voice
The heart wants what it wants, yet how can he tell whether yours yearns for him? Well, only one way to find out.
START : 08/11/2026 | END : TBA
GENRE : Romance, fluff, MC/NON!MC(varies w/ the LI), some are canon-divergent, will add on as I go
ONCE UPON A TIME, IN A LAND FAR FAR AWAY. . .
⭐ SLEEPING BEAUTY (XAVIER X MC)
"They say if you dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true."
❄️ THE SNOW QUEEN (ZAYNE X MC)
"And they both sat there, grown up, yet children at heart; and it was summer, - warm, beautiful summer."
🎨 THE LITTLE MERMAID (RAFAYEL X NON!MC)
"I don’t see how a world that makes such wonderful things could be bad."
🐦⬛ BEAUTY & THE BEAST
"There may be something there that wasn’t there before."
🍎 SNOW WHITE & THE SEVEN DWARVES
"There's nobody like him anywhere at all."
🐺 LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD
"Don’t stray from the path, or you might fall and break the bottle. And when you arrive, don’t forget to say good morning before you peek around her room."
🧚🏻NOTES FROM THE AUTHOR
I had WAY too much fun doing this haha. This was originally supposed to be one, big post, but I got excited and wanted to post the completed ones hehe.
Also, not ALL of them are going to be based on fairytales or based on the actual fairy tale listed. But, if someone asks, I can write it that way !!
love and deepspace header (2nd pic) is by tzushi ✩‧₊ on pinterest
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i looked on ur page for request info but didn’t find any (maybe i’m just dumb im sorry) but i was wondering if they are open/if you take requests and if you do what are the rules?
hi! ure fine, dear (& ur not dumb ily).
i don't really have info/rules for requests, really. my inbox is open to all, but i respond a little sporadically to messages—and mostly when they are kindly worded & sfw (which the majority are).
you're free to send in anything, but I can't really guarantee that i'll write something long— but I try to get to most with tiny blubs with them, if the idea sparks something creative in me.
but yes, no exact rules. you can yap, share ideas, drop in tiny requests if you'd like. all i ask is for consideration and kindness when doing so.
sylus pauses, his hands hovering just above your shoulders now. he tilts his head down, staring at you with an incredulous smirk. you’re currently sitting cross legged in the middle of sylus’s enormous raven colored bed. meanwhile, your temporary knot vanisher, as you insisted on calling him, is sitting right behind you, long legs stretched out on the mattress as he uses his hands and lethal strength to work a stubborn knot out.
“sweetie,” sylus rumbles, his deep voice rich with amusement. “most people would be terrified to even stand near me. yet here you are, giving me a performance review.”
“i’m not most people, sir. and anyway, if you’re going to do a job, shouldn’t it be done right?” you say, turning your head slightly to glance up at him with an innocent blink.
sylus lets out a low, thoroughly satisfied laugh. “fair enough, miss.”
his larege hand and calloused hands settle firmly back onto your shoulders again. instead of going easy, his thumbs slide inward, pressing directly into the tight knot at the base of your neck with sudden precision.
“ow— ah—sylus!” you gasp, going rigid as a wave of intense relief and pain shoots straight through your shoulder. “okay, waittt, that’s the spot, but go easy-”
“shh,” sylus purrs against your ear, his warm breath fanning over your neck. a shiver runs down your spine at the feeling. his thumbs keep working in slow snd deliberate circles. “didn’t a certain somebody want accuracy? don’t tell me she’s backing down.”
you pout. “you’re doing this out of spite!” you say, though your body completely melts into his touch as the tension flows out of your body, turning into absolute warmth.
“i’m doing this because you’re stressed and that i can’t say no to you, sweetie,” sylus chuckles quietly, both at your words and the way you flush at his own. his hands run down your back tenderly, offering your a comforting feeling.
he leans down over your shoulder, his fingers gently cupping your jaw to tilt your flushed face towards his. his beautiful red eyes look down at you with soft affection. he leans in and presses a soft lingering kiss to your lips, mouth trailing up to peck your cheek as well.
“so,” sylus whispers smoothly, his thumb brushing over your jawline. “how’s the service? five stars?”
“hm, four stars,” you reply stubbornly, though a soft smile breaks across your face as you lean into his hand. “your client is very picky.”
sylus laughs deeply, the sound vibrating right through his broad chest. his arms slide around your waist effortlessly pulling you backward against the pillows until you’re lying right up against his chest in the center of the bed. he wraps his arms tightly around you, locking you flush against him under the covers.
“four stars?” sylus murmurs against your neck, pressing another sweet, lingering kiss to your pulse point. “then i guess i’ll just have to keep working until i earn a perfect score.”
vertical jumping as far and high as my knees can go to crash into sylus’s arms as soon as he swings the door open to the our home in the outskirts of linkon after a week long away on a business trip & to be caught by him so effortlessly with the fondest smile on his face then sobbing bc he smells so good & i missed him so much— that’s! my dream
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Hi! I’m a ginormous fan of your family fics with the double twins!! I was just wondering if you ever considered putting the series on ao3 so it could be read all at once? I’ve been keeping up with it since you first started posting the series and I was just curious 💗💗💗
hehe i will work on this as soon as i can!! i've just been trying to figure out how to format ++ find time to do it <3 thank u for loving the twinnies!!
Lucian probably once told the class he only sleeps in a car. Nr. Raf called up Mama and Papa and lowk asked them about their financial status.
Of course he finds out that Lucian means a race car bed.
IM CRYING the amount of times he's almost called child protective services on this family because of the kids yapping 😭🙏
poor Mr. Raf just has a heart attack every time the twins open their mouths, especially Lucian. Equally poor mama has to explain his ramblings every time there is an incident report.
"I only sleep in da car. Papa put me in my car to sleep."
Lucian says today he only sleeps in the car. Just wanted to confirm if this is true?
no, actually, it's his racecar bed. his bed is a literal racecar.
"I jump off the stairs so my papa look at me."
Lucian said something very alarming about trying to jump off the stairs to get his father's attention?
No, Raf, I promise his papa is already looking and catches him every time
"My biggies brothers says I will espode because watermelon. I die."
Lucian has expressed distrubing threats from his brothers about exploding and dying— and watermelons?
NO, it was a prank a long time ago. We're so sorry.
"Papa has big, scary dog friend. He comes to house, bring me and Kee-ro chocolate."
??? I didn't really understand this, but this is verbatim.
Their father has a business partner who... is very fond of dogs. He often comes over with gifts. They are not scared of him.
"Unka-Keweb throws me up! Up high in the airplane and— fly— wee! Then crash."
PLEASE tell me this boy isn't being flung around like a pancake.
NO he isn't, his uncle's evol is gravity manipulation— they like to pretend they're airplanes.
"My mama turned into cat."
?
I did.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Should I be concerned?
No, thank you anyway.
Sylus' hand stops just as he pokes at something in Mephisto's insides, the tool in his hand that you honestly forgot the name of being put down in favor of listening to you.
"I suppose I can," he nods, studying the way the spark in your eyes seemed to just get a bit brighter. "Why do you ask?"
It's instinctive for you to rein in your excitement, he notes. When he poses even the slightest question towards your interests, good or bad, you get flustered and retreat. Like a frightened cat seeking shelter in a corner. It's no different now, when you pull back, shaking your head and waving it off.
"No reason." the words leave you quickly, and you retreat just as swiftly under the pretense of having forgotten to do something.
A few days later, you hear a foreign screeching accompanying Mephisto's outside. Well, other than Luke screeching about another 'stupid bird' knocking something over. Making your way out of the house, you come to stand beside Sylus, who seems far too focused on the two soaring figures above.
One of them familiar. Like an old friend you made for yourself as a child, resurfacing after so many years.
"Since when did you have an owl?" you ask quietly, hesitant and just barely containing yourself from asking a million questions.
Sylus doesn't face you, but he does lift a hand and extend it to the air, hand open. To your utter surprise, it isn't his beloved crow making landfall on his limb, but the new owl, twitching and peering at you curiously.
"Actually," he says, lowering his arm and extending it to you now, letting his creation take you in all your glory, "she's yours."
🌷NOTES FROM THE AUTHOR
Some backstory: I've REALLY liked birds since I was a kid. I'm not a huge nerd about them but I really like them, ESPECIALLY owls, ravens, doves and love birds (I ACTUALLY HAD TWO A FEW YEARS BACK!!). So when I first saw Sylus with Mephie I instantly fell in love (w/ Mephie, not Sylus lol).
All this to say,,,,, if I can't have an actual owl, I'll settle for a fic. And I want to pet one in real life just ONCE!
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Your first date with Valko makes you believe that life can be kind after all.
1,204 words. fluff, coffee shop dates, flirty banter, short & sweet, f!reader, cross-posted on ao3
a/n: This fic was heavily inspired by the Taylor Swift song "Begin Again" because as we await the news of Valko's return, we also await a new beginning with him :D
Also, this is like my 10th fluffy fic in a row omg :O Usually I slide in some angst here and there, but I figured we've all been through a lot this past month lol
dividers by @diviniyae | ao3 link here
Life finds you on a strange summer day and pushes you to find yourself. Sometimes she arrives through fear, other times she finds you through hope, but she never fails to catch up to you no matter how fast you run.
In the bright morning of this brand new day, she finds you through the windows of a cozy coffee shop in the form of a tall, handsome man.
You scheduled a date with Valko days prior, all because you were drunk on your feelings and the haze felt like Heaven. Back then, he was just a friend you met through meetings he attended with the Hunter’s Association. He shared his chocolates with you, told you all about the newest Protocore shipments, and even said his family was “a little wild” when you had asked about the auntie he loves to mention. Your curiosity had always lingered at the end of every conversation, but you never could have guessed Valko felt the same.
However, now that you’re facing the results of your impulsive decision, you face it with bated breaths, shaky hands, and a mind that tells you it’s better to run than to begin anew.
But before you can do so, Valko looks up from his phone and sees you staring at him through the coffee shop window. The breeze chooses that time to mess up your hair, yet his delighted laugh remains as clear as day.
You place one foot in front of the other until the cool atmosphere of the café and the smell of coffee meets you, and when you do, Valko is right there by the entrance.
“Good morning,” he says. “Haven’t seen you in forever.”
You roll your eyes playfully, knowing the last time the two of you met was three days ago. Nevertheless, you spare him a smile for his ego to latch onto.
He isn’t spared for too long, however.
“I wish it stayed that way,” you tease.
“Ouch.” Valko makes the show of placing his hand on his chest. “Weren’t you the one who asked to go on a date with me? I thought you were being genuine.”
He then leads you to where he was just sitting. Two cups are on the table, the one in front of you labeled with the exact way you liked your coffee. Peculiar, considering you told him that ages ago, but the fact he remembered makes your heart flutter anyway.
“It should still be warm,” Valko assures. He takes a sip of his own cup, and the glow of his lips are not lost to you as you watch the simple act with more attention than necessary. “If not, I can ask the baristas to remake it for you.”
“It’s okay! This is…”
Perfect.
When has life ever been perfect?
You let yourself smile as you take a sip. Strangely enough, it doesn’t burn your lips like usual. Instead, the taste lingers just as long as realization does. It’s the first time in a long time where your morning coffee doesn’t feel mundane, but rather something much sweeter.
“The mocha chocolate is good here,” he comments, a sheepish smile on his face. “I might visit more often just for that.”
“They’d stop serving you after your fifth cup.”
“Only five? Are you underestimating me?”
Placing your cup back on the table, you counter his grin with your straight face. “I swear, there isn’t a single soul on this planet who likes chocolate more than you do, Chairman Wolfie.”
Valko scoffs. “Chairman Wolfie, huh? And here I thought I had a reputation for being intimidating.”
“You’re the least intimidating person I’ve ever met.”
You can see his expression melt until it becomes one with the sunlight shining on him. His eyes, amber and as precious as gold, turn into what you believe happiness would look like if it were to show itself to you. And his smile softens, less cocky now and almost… shy?
Odd. Out of all the words in the dictionary, you would never have guessed that shy would become one to describe Valko.
“That means a lot,” he says, and you can sense the depth your kind pebble traversed in the seas of his soul. “Thank you.”
You take another sip of your coffee to hide your lingering curiosity. Questions upon questions topple each other in your mind to try to get asked first, but they can remain there until the time is right.
For now, there is only one spectacle to put your attention to.
“Rapid fire questions,” you offer, eliciting a look of intrigue from your date. “I ask ten questions and you answer with the first thing you have in mind. Got it?”
“Is this what you usually do on first dates?”
“Hush,” you tap the table with your nails. “I’m the one asking questions, remember?”
Valko simply sits back with his arms crossed, the gesture showing more of his arms than you thought possible. A shame that it’s hidden underneath his hoodie — perhaps you could use his arms as a pillow someday. In a perfect world, where life meets you in a love as warm as Valko’s, perhaps you could have something good for the first time in forever.
I’m getting too ahead of myself.
“If you could live anywhere in this world, where would you live and why?”
“The forest,” Valko answers instantly, but the reasoning takes a little longer and a couple sips of his mocha chocolate to reveal. “It’s peaceful, and the moon looks beautiful there. I should take you someday.”
“What if I prefer the sun?” you ask, teasing.
“Then I’ll take it as a sign that you’re enjoying our date, and I’ll take you to more coffee shops in the future.”
The morning sun continues to shine through the coffee shop’s window, capturing the both of you in its warm welcome. Blinding as it is, it doesn’t stop you from noticing the glint in his eyes or the way he constantly pats his head as if he’s hiding something in his hair. It also doesn’t stop you from smiling, proving his point entirely.
“Any other questions?” Valko asks. “I can be interviewed all day if that’s what makes you happy.”
“Nothing else. I’m satisfied with what I’ve gathered.”
“And that is?”
Bravely, possessed by the desire to begin anew, you place your hand atop his. Your answer sits as gently and as loud as this soft gesture, leaving no room for the doubts and fears your mind used to conjure up. “I’m happy to be here with you.”
Life has a way of surprising you. Oftentimes it’s through unpleasant experiences and instances of horrible luck, but today, its presence is gentler. Like the sunlight that caresses your skin, the golden gaze that admires you from head to toe, the heart that opens itself for you.
And the light of your life simply watches with awe as you find your way to him. Placing soft kisses on your knuckles, which have fought battles he knows nothing about, tenacity makes way for you to begin anew.
“Perfect,” Valko whispers with a gaze full of reverence.
With every second you spend with him, it becomes easier to believe in that.
a/n: I have a feeling one of Valko's Tender Moments cards is going to have this exact vibe. Infold better release him soon omgggg
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