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Part 1 blew up so I’ve been working on a part 2 all year. Might as well put it out there. This is not everything but I’ll start building a part 3 maybe for next year.

Hobbies:

Karaoke with friends

Camping

-> Once got so excited about a new tent that he set it up in the living room to sleep in by himself instead of sleeping in bed with MC (they were already a couple he's just hilariously excited about these things)

Writing letters

Collecting and writing postcards

Weiqi (not entirely by choice)

Collecting books

Retro systems and technology, and their repair. He keeps them in good condition.

Is really good at gardening, often better than MC

Mushroom foraging

Photography

Aside from the obvious piano skill, he does enjoy composing music

Likes:

Can eat a whole loaf of bread in one go

Egg tarts

Puns (this is more prevalent in the CN translation unfortunately and doesn’t always make it over to EN but I’ve been told by friends that he's so stupidly hilarious)

Haunted houses

Pistachios

Lifestyle:

Despite loving meat, he's strict with health when it comes to illnesses

Is an astrophysicist among other sciences

We don’t actually know how many degrees he has and at this point I don’t think he knows either

Is a good actor (aside from the Lumiere films he's been in, he's done commercials.)

Is frequently recognized in public by citizens

Reads a lot in every category (self improvement, cookbooks, sci-fi comic books, fantasy novels, and biologies, but his favorite category tends to be cooking and fictional fantasy)

Him and MC often frequent a bakery on their way home to get the daily special pastry as a snack (source: Seeker of Light)

Is a decent driver but prefers public transportation, better for napping

Likes driving fast

Is not a messy person, prefers things neat. (Except for his storage room. We don't talk about the mounds of junk in his storage room.)

Thinks he can pilot anything, including steering boats, but has very little experience doing so which often leads to varying results

Frequently picks up hunting jobs from the N109 Zone and the Nest

Frequently meets up with other backtrackers for intel or just to hang out (Phone Call: Hidden Identity, Twofold Heartbeat)

Doesn't attend the apartment HOA meetings

Abilities:

Sharpshooter

Good with hand to hand combat

Overuse of evol will make him ill, symptoms vary

Chronos class evolver

Knows how to fix random technology and keeps his tools in good shape

General:

He’s not that into pet names. The only notable nickname in canon is “partner” and one secret times where he refers to MC as “my dear” and “my darling” but it hasn’t happened since.

Many people call him “Xavie”, “XayXay”, or "Xav"

His previous name was “Christian” (anecdote 2) however he faked his death so Christian has long been dead to the world

Isn't actually an animal lover but notes that they seem to be attracted to him

Terrible with naming skills, but names a lot of things (i.e. "Fatso", "Puffball" "The Not So Bad Star")

Often buys flowers for MC, at Jeremiah's or otherwise

Has beef with Mrs. Woods from the HOA

Poor with directions, frequently lost even in places he's been before

Frequently loses his keys

Prefers physical objects for prosperity

Got good grades, he's not sure how, he slept through a lot of classes

Back home, he skipped his cooking exam (myth: Lightseeker)

Moves often, for identity sake

Claims he only moved to Linkon 1 year prior to main story start. Although we know he lived in Linkon prior to that, although we don't know how long ago that actually was.

Dreams about losing MC a lot (text message: "Happy Doll")

Is good at basketball and volleyball

Family:

Had a good relationship with his mother

Had a terrible relationship with his father

— to rehash a scene once before— a gentle surprise from his most beloveds

ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ: @avananabread asked what the babies & biggies would do for papa's day ♡ so, this turned out to be a sneak peak of my late birthay fic that will hopefully come out soon too. the things all just reconnected and one day this puzzle's pieces will find themselves together. also, dedicated to blessdunrest (yells into the void: EMMYYYY), who once long ago asked how the twinnies would be in an aquarium. i cant find the ask anymore, and this is long overdue, but that wip has scattered and made tiny fic babies in its wake. i hope you enjoy! ❀ -urs

sylus x reader | sylus & his family | fluff, domestic family stuff, twin boy dad!sylus, kieran & luke are here too!, mentions of past pregnancy

Lucian is having a very hard time trying to get his papa to keep walking forward without bumping his face behind his knees. Yet, Kyros insists that he takes the lead.

"Papa, follow," his brother yells, miles and miles away from them now, while Lucian shoves Sylus forward. The tall man shuffles forward and stops abruptly— again, Lucian's nose would honk if it could when he hits it on his papa's thigh.

"Papa!" Lucian squeaks angrily.

"Sorry, angel." Sylus laughs, swinging his arms low to try and feel for his son. Capturing his poor face in a ruffle instead of his hair.

"Argh-mphh!" Lucian growls, catching the wrist as a grumpy cat would and nipping down with his sharp little teeth. Sylus sighs and scoops him up instead.

"Papa! Woo-see-yan!" Kyros is so far now. Sylus has to trust that you are still with him, or else he gets lost in this parking lot and being blindfolded would be the least of his problems.

Right, he was basically blind with the golden binding you've wrapped around the black cloth over his eyes. He didn't think it was necessary to incapacitate him to this level for a surprise, but the kids insisted, and who were you to oppose.

"Kee-ro no nice!" Lucian, already slighted and annoyed that he isn't the one leading the charge for once, curls up against Sylus's chest and pouts.

"Oh, Lucian, don't say that." Sylus shuffles forward again. He hopes that any oncoming traffic sees the state he is in. He leaves a shield up with his red mist just in case. "He's just as excited as you are."

"But want me to soo-prise." Lucian huffs.

"You surprised me plenty with my breakfast steak and marshmallows." Sylus kisses his temple— his eye, actually— and pats his back. "Who knew those two things could be in a soup?"

Sylus is well aware that you're angry with him.

And he wants to give you all the space you want to deal with your emotions before you're ready to talk to him about it.

But as he sits across from you while you ignore him to watch some cliche soap opera that's been ongoing for 10 years with more than 600 episodes and refuse to eat, he can't help himself.

First, he has to rein the laughter in. He schools his features into one of grave seriousness like he's about to interrogate a criminal and in a solemn tone, finally attempts to address you again.

"Psspss, kitten"

It's almost comical how fast your head snaps up, almost identical to a real ball of fur, head snapping around before your gaze lands on Sylus who is trying his hardest not to laugh.

"Did you just-"

"Are you hungry?" Sylus shows no signs of having said something prior to this at all, looking serene but you're sure you heard him.

When you going back to ignoring him, not deeming him worthy of even a response, Sylus tries again.

"Psspss here kitty"

This time, you're sure of what you heard, indignation filling your veins at his audacity as you get up from where you'd been watching your show, aiming straight for your boyfriend, violence clear in your aura.

Sylus, for all his flaws, knows when self-preservation should take charge as he shoots up from his seat, dodging your attack and making a run for it with you hot on his heels.

"I can't believe you would psspss me like I'm some stray-!" You pick up a throw pillow in the midst of your chasing, tossing it straight at the Leader of Onychinus who ducks at the correct time and successfully dodges it.

"I tried to get you to eat with me before-" Sylus ducks again to dodge your attack- two throw pillows thrown in succession- standing up straight before he resumes running around the couch with you right behind "-and you wouldn't acknowledge me"

"Because I'm still mad at you!"

Sylus stops running at that, turning to face you as you attack him with balled up fists that land no damage at all "Be mad at me all you want" He says, long fingers encircling your wrists and holding them right over his heart "But don't skip your meals because of it"

You frown at him "Acting all sweet now won't work after you watched the season finale without me!"

Again, Sylus tries his hardest to hold his laughter in. But you catch the smile threatening to break on his features anyway.

"You're in timeout" You even point to the far wall and Sylus finally ends up grinning because he thinks you're really cute when you're joking.

His smile drops real fast when he realizes you're not.

Two minutes later, he's standing by the wall, fully grown adult, mob boss, one of the most feared beings on the planet, trying to appease his girlfriend but you know it won't be long before he can't help himself.

When you feel something collide with the side of your foot a while later, you peer down to see a bunched up ball of string at your heels.

With Sylus holding the loose end tauntingly.

The moment Sylus sees you bunch up the ball in your fist as you slowly stand to face him, he knows he's screwed.

But he doesn't need saving. He's right where he wants to be.

A/N: This was funnier in my head I'm sorry-

papa enters just before the crying gets louder. once back when, kyros woke up to it and started sobbing too, but that hasn’t happened since papa got quicker with his rescues.

he hears the shushing, hears his brother call for mama and the corners of his mouth twitch down against his control. he tries to cover his eyes with his palms and bury himself underneath his pillows.

it fades, later on, when papa walks out and brings lucian to you.

he doesn’t think he likes the quiet more than the crying. the emptiness they left in their wake is far from peace. instead, it’s hollow, like a tether has snapped and he has no way back home.

taking deep breaths, he wills himself back to sleep. it’s still dark and no one will want to play if he gets up. not that he’s in the mood to anyway— thinking about lucian sad, about papa worried and about mama heartbroken.

lucian says he has bad dreams that make his chest feel heavy when he wakes. kyros sympathizes with not being able to breathe.

so he makes do with what he can, lets lucian have the comfort of their parents for now that he needs it. but he’s sniffling and curling the covers around himself so tightly he just can’t seem to rest.

then the door opens, and weighty footsteps on carpet make their way to his bed. a warm hand, large and rough, falls delicately over his head and pushes his hair back. he feels a puff of breath before a kiss is placed on his forehead.

then the giant’s shadow leaves. creaking cracks the icy silence of the room as it positions itself on the other bed and lets out a ragged sigh.

kyros peeks, opening one eye to see the slivers of daylight start to illuminate his bedroom. papa is on lucian’s bed, arms behind his head and legs spilling out of the sides. his feet are even flat on the ground.

the air is slightly warmer now. the blanket falls off his shoulders as he sits up and wriggles off of his mattress.

sylus barely stirs when he feels the little fingers that grip his skin, or the toes that dig themselves in his side to get up the slope of his ribs. he only opens his eyes when the weight settles, and kyros is curled into a ball on his belly. moving up and down to the tidal movement of his breathing.

sylus has no words. kyros needs none right now. so he offers his hand, one that kyros embraces with both arms to his chest and snuggles with.

things are rlly bad rn

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always curling up in his arms and pressing his ear to his heart. sometimes, he looks up and blinks like a kitten saying, i love you. most of the time it is that, but sometimes, it’s because he likes to check if he’s still there.

“yes, kyros?” sylus would hum, pulling back to stare down at the half-lidded, dreamy gaze his son manages to captivate him with.

kyros merely blinks and places his head back down to his chest, heaving a great big sigh. papa caresses his hair fondly. in sylus’s heart, he knows that he is loved.

lucian’s interactions were as explosive as the sun.

always crawling or rolling to the edge of the bed and waiting for sylus to catch him. babbles and coos reaching decibels loud enough to send signals in the sky.

lucian likes being held upside down by the foot as if he were the catch of the day, and then tossed into the soft cushion of blankets and pillows on your bed.

his i love yous come as physical kisses, gums on sylus’s chin, fingers wrapped around his earlobe, and fistfuls of hair as he tries to climb.

“yes, lucian?” sylus would hum at the baby who’d rolled onto his foot. he’d bend, raise lucian up by the armpits off the floor and into the sky, and attack him with kisses and bites all over his little cheeks.

Guess what they're starting to do?

Eat into my unemployment

Meaning I'm getting less and less and fucking less

I haven't paid my phone bill

I haven't paid my electricity

I'm trapped like a rat in my house

I'm down to eating one meal and one small snack a day and I'm fucking STILL not gonna make rent

I've been trying so hard to sell my books instead of begging. But even though someone blazed my post, and even though I've had people talking, and even though people have been having fun in relation to my universe, and even though I'm getting more consistent doing my streams, I've sold two books.

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It's not fucking working. Almost nobody is interested. I have to beg for yall to support me again or I'm fucked.