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hurt/comfort, gn mc reader wc: 870

I'm used to sneaking around my home quite a bit, always nervous about running into someone. I tense when I hear the wood floor creaking outside my bedroom or I see a shadow pass by my door. When I'm in public, I often avoid making eye contact with strangers.

So I was thinking about an mc like this staying with Sylus for the first time. He's been abrasive and rough, terrifying you in your first few interactions and leaving a horrific first impression. Even if he's started treating you a bit more nicely, staying with him in his home would be an unnerving experience. And I feel like the easiest way for someone like me to cope with that would be to learn his patterns and use them to avoid him like the plague. To know when and where he is during certain times of night and avoid those areas of the house.

Of course, Sylus can be a little emotionally constipated and would have no idea how to approach a situation like this. He'd notice for sure, though. Your quiet watchfulness, the way you startle when he walks into a room you're in, the way you walk through his halls as quietly as possible. How you'll approach the kitchen for a snack or some water, only to see him there, causing you to freeze in place and slowly slink away if you think he hasn't noticed you. I imagine this would hurt, seeing you so afraid of him. It would reinforce his view of himself as a monster, I think.

He wouldn't push. He's not one to push, especially not with something like this. He'd make sure to treat you gently, offering you little rewards for spending time with him. Maybe the chef starts preparing your favorites, or you wake up to a little gift box with a necklace inside on your nightstand. He'd be so proud and happy to see you walking around his home wearing it on the daily. A little sign of his ownership, as well as proof that he knows your taste and chose well.

thinking about feeling sylus's skin through his shirt.., the warmth and power there still tangible beneath the fabric. small intimacies like that are important to meee,,

running your hand down his clothed back, then sneaking it underneath his shirt and feeling his bare skin beneath your palm. so soft with just a bit of give to it. feeling his muscles flex under your fingers as he moves to thread his own through your hair in return. i just want to touch him so bad i might cry. Tbh..

you express interest in touching him intimately for the first time, and you receive a flirty, cocky response in return, but are also given full access. sylus is taken by surprise when instead of reciprocating his heated words, you press your cheek against his chest, over his heart, and run your hands up his sides beneath his shirt, your eyes closed in quiet focus. you treat him as a delicate treasure to be worshipped and revered and valued in a way he's never properly experienced before. he'd soften so sweetly and hold you close, enveloping you in his larger form and pressing a kiss to your temple. enjoying the feeling of your small hands exploring their new territory.

feeling his hand gently pressing against the small of your back when you get distracted in public, guiding you. holding his hand to avoid being separated in a crowd, then keeping them like that even as you leave the crowded location. playfully swinging your joined hands a little bit and enjoying his amused response. going to a concert with him and letting him cover your ears when the music gets a little too loud for you. the size of his hands compared to your head making you flush a little bit.

he always runs warmer than you, so you tend to lean into his touch whenever he offers it. he finds this adorable, and sometimes likes to see how far you'll lean when you're too tired to realize he's messing with you. eventually your sleepy protests win him over, and he wraps you back up in his embrace and gives you all the kisses you want.

🍎 cockwarming caleb

it's juneleb soooo looks like it's finally caleb's turn!! (i am so sorry i am very very behind on my asks hahah) nsfw!!! mdni! gn reader! caleb's a little sub4sub here! wc: 660 here are sylus and zayne's versions! also, maps wrote an incredible caleb cockwarming fic that's a must read it's sosohot oh mygod

Caleb's freckled cheeks flush a pretty pink as he watches you line his leaky tip up with your hole, supporting your hips with his large hands as you slooowly sink down on him, reaching his base with a quiet squelch as your hole envelops him fully.

You can't help but massage his length; your hole clenches and sucks on his cock by itself, a response to your head spinning with arousal. Caleb can't hide how affected he is, either, inhaling through his teeth as he throws his head back for a moment to stare at the ceiling, doing his best to hold onto his fragile restraint. It's been way too long since he's had you like this.

His shaky exhales are balmy against your neck, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist as your chest presses flush to his. You let out a little whine, and Caleb throbs inside you before he moves to press his lips against your temple, his left hand giving up its grip on your waist in favor of sliding beneath your shirt to slowly, languidly run up and down the skin of your back.

He's so warm, he always runs warmer than you do, but you can especially feel it now. His cock heats your insides as his hand trails a path of warmth up and down your back, the slightly tough texture of his palm a familiar and comforting feeling. You melt for him, your body letting go of all its tension as you droop contentedly.

"Feels s'nice," you murmur into his chest, and he lets out a soft chuckle that wobbles at the end when he throbs again. His breath is getting heavier by the second, his ears are bright red, and the skin of his left palm is growing slick against your back.

Caleb lets out a soft, barely audible whimper into your neck; he's almost panting now. His large body curls around your smaller one and clutches you tight to his chest, possessive yet desperate.

he extends a hand towards you, where you're curled up in bed, wiggling his fingers a bit and joking about his arm getting tired. you always end up taking his hand, allowing him to help pull you up and wrap an arm around your shoulders to guide you towards the bathroom.

even if you whine a bit and complain that you don't want to, he turns on the water and helps you step out of your clothes while it heats up. he strips his own clothes quickly and steps into the shower with you, keeping a point of contact with you at all times so that you don't feel so lost and alone.

he helps you wash yourself off, rewarding you for accepting his help with a scalp massage that has you melting into him as he takes care of your hair, always careful to be gentle. he's especially soft when he washes your face, his thumbs rubbing the soap into your features. sometimes his smile slips while he does so, replaced by a slightly furrowed brow as his gaze travels across your face alongside his fingers. you can't help but wonder what he's thinking about.

while he washes your body, his touches are chaste and affectionate, his hands warm and so big against your smaller form. he always lets you help him wash if you want to, kneeling down to help you reach his head and always laughing a little at your pout as he does so.

after the shower, you're quickly bundled up in a fluffy towel before caleb shakes his hair out like a dog, giving you a goofy grin if you protest being caught in the blast range. he coaxes you to brush your teeth on your own at first, but if you still fight him, he has no problem with doing it for you.

once you're all freshened up and feeling clean again, he makes sure to give you a break, scooping you up and curling you against him. sometimes you each do your own activities, but sometimes you just lie against him, your head resting on his chest, your eyes closed as you listen to the vibration of his voice, softened as he reads you a story.

and once he prompts you to get up to do work alongside him, he's always careful to gauge your reaction. if you start to tense up, your fists balling up in your shirt as you avert your gaze from his, he softens. he doesn't make you beg if he can tell that work is the last thing you want to do. he'd never make you beg, not for something like this.

before you can speak up in your wobbly voice to ask him if you could please, please not start work yet, he smothers your cheeks in kisses, catching your delicate little tears.

"pipsqueak, hey, hey. you don't need to beg. you never need to beg with me. let's make today a rest day, okay? don't beat yourself up for it. i'll still be here tomorrow. i'm not goin' anywhere, you know that. you've got time. and i'm proud of you for pushing through everything to take my hand. you don't have to earn my love, baby. you'll always have it. no matter what."

instead of work, he's happy to help you rest without the guilty ache that normally accompanies it.

if it also escalated to throwing things and hitting, do u think caleb would sit and take it? like he would let you hit at his chest, or throw things around until you feel better? or until you curl into a ball on the floor so he can scoop you up in his arms…

srry i am very rabid about the way u portray him u do an amazing job and i always look forward to your work whenever it pops on my feed thank u for all yr writing its a very bit comfort for me 😓🩷

[TW: self harm] (nothing graphic!) ahhh thank you soso much, i'm really glad you can find comfort in my work!!!! <3333 i love it when caleb is obsessively caring! i personally find it comforting even if it is a bit toxic hahah. here is the original post nonnie is referring to!!!

i love the idea of a controlling caleb taking charge when you're completely broken down like that, unable to think rationally and only able to focus on the urge to harm yourself. i've been in a state like that a few times and it would have been so nice to have someone to fight against, someone who won't be hurt if you struggle in his grasp or kick him or try to push him away. just getting all of that excess energy and anxiety out of your muscles until you can slump into his waiting arms, completely spent. and he'd take care of you so kindly and gently afterwards, too!!!

i think caleb would let you indulge yourself, but he would keep it controlled. you can hit him as much as you want, but he won't let you hurt yourself. he can easily grab your wrists to hold you in place, but if his touch makes things worse, he'll let you have time alone. he'll definitely be keeping an eye on you the whole time though. if he catches you attempting anything he doesn't like, he'll pause you in midair with his evol so he can walk over and take things into his own hands.

he keeps you away from sharp objects and anything you could use to make a reckless decision: alcohol, medications, utensils, glass, etc. until he's sure you're in your right mind again, he'll be feeding you your medications, and he'll stick by your side while you eat the food he makes you. he's very strict with supervision, but ultimately more lenient than a hospital setting would be. you just need to let him take care of everything for a little while! :)

i don't think he'd let you throw things around and break them, because he knows you'll likely regret doing so once you're more settled. it's easy for him to catch them before they hit the ground with his evol, though, so if you're dead set on throwing around a bunch of objects, he's patient enough to wait it out and keep everything from breaking while you let off steam.

Like any dark or smutty fics he finds on my phone, that’s between him and god cause all I can say is “buddy what you find on the dark web stays in the dark web, it’s your choice to peek at the horrors lurking on my tumblr.”

for anyone wondering, here is the post the ask is referring to!

HI sorry i'm responding to this ask incredibly late buut i think sylus isn't the type of person to do stuff like this!!! it's completely understandable if you go into a relationship with him being a little suspicious, given that he definitely has a file on you with your medical records and official details like that, maybe a few pages of your search history he got from data brokers, and spots you tend to hang out from mephisto trailing you.

but i think he likely would have gotten this information before he met you, so that he could be prepared to make sure there isn't anything you can spring on him, especially if you're mc!reader. while he does take threats a bit less seriously than he should, in his position, everything can be a potential risk. i think part of his hoard of wealth is also a 'hoard of information', because that can be equally if not more valuable than material wealth.

while he's getting to know you, i don't think he would invade your privacy by looking through your phone or your accounts. the information he finds there likely wouldn't give very much value to him in terms of verifying your harmlessness. it's the 80/20 rule, where his initial search is the 20% of effort that grants him basically everything he needs to know. looking through your phone and laptop would be a lot more effort for very little reward other than sating his curiosity.

besides, i believe sylus likes to be surprised. he dislikes when his life gets too boring or monotonous, and you bring that surprise and entertainment that he's always looking for. he also likes to earn things rather than just taking them for himself, and the process of earning your trust to the point that you're showing him your secret bookmarks voluntarily would be something he would greatly enjoy.

he'd love watching the flustered look on your face as you have to explain your fantasies to him in great detail. he'd definitely pretend to misunderstand something if you're purposely vague, making you spell out every little bit. his stupid smirk...gawddd... id have to reach up to cover his eyes so he can't look at me like that while i'm telling him something so embarrassing!!!!! grrrrr sylus grrrrrrrrr im biting him

you've been living with sylus for a few months now, and while your sleep schedules don't exactly line up all the time, you've grown used to falling asleep with him by your side. some nights he merely holds your hand for a little while before he has to leave for work, but somehow, just his presence and a little bit of touch is enough to help you relax enough to fall asleep. you no longer need the previous sleep-aid methods you would use, and your newfound lack of nightmares helps you get higher quality sleep as well.

until one night, he has to go on a business trip for a few days that he can't get out of. you would normally take off work to go with him, but you're in the middle of an important project that you can't leave. you pout and whine when you learn of the news, but he effectively consoles you with lots of kisses until you're assured that everything will be okay.

but... it isn't. sylus is frequently in areas with no service or extremely spotty connection, so you're unable to stay in contact with him as often as you'd like. you quickly realize how big of a difference his presence made with your insomnia. you're anxious and on edge without him there to soothe your worries, as well as struggling with the almost nauseating ache of missing him so badly. (also thinking about how maybe mc!reader's body could be instinctually remembering how it felt to lose him all those years ago... poor reader is getting hit with so much whiplash all at once)

you try your absolute hardest to sleep, but nothing works, even your old methods. suddenly being deprived of the safety sylus brought with him into your life has an awful effect on your concentration. even melatonin didn't work too well, as you had to keep your body from fighting it off, as well as deal with the vivid nightmares it caused. you sleep fitfully and only emerge from the struggle with a few measly hours.

you decide not to tell him, since the lack of consistency with your ability to communicate would make it difficult for him to help, and you could tell he's been having a rough time as well.

on the last day of his trip, sylus manages to finish everything early, and opts to return home as soon as he can instead of getting a night's rest first. he takes his private jet back and rushes to see you as quickly as he can. and once he sees the state you're in, he's glad he did.

his heart aches. you're curled up in bed with bags under your red-rimed eyes, dizzy from the amount of melatonin you had taken to try and fall asleep. you wrapped one of his favorite shirts around a pillow and were clinging to it tightly in the hopes that it might grant you solace from your struggles. you look so fragile like this, sad and scared and small.

when you see him enter, your expression lights up as you crawl over on the bed to greet him, woozy and extra clingy as a result of the medication. he's equal parts concerned and amused. he's never seen you this delirious before, and it's incredibly cute, especially how you're so desperate for his attention and affection, but he can't help but feel worried when you're falling all over him like this.

he doesn't even bother to change into his pajamas as he slides into bed beside you, holding you close and humming you a lullaby as he strokes a hand up and down your back. within just a few minutes, you're fast asleep, breathing deeply with your head laid on his chest. he watches you sleep for a long while, playing with your hair while cradling you in his arms protectively.

I really hope things get better for you but I am kinda glad we’re kinda going through it together (meant in the least parasocial way possible lol)

ahhh thank you so much, this means so much to me and i'm soso glad my fics make you feel this way!

i try to keep my fics as accurate to my experience as possible, and sometimes what i have to do is just wait until i'm feeling that kind of pain again to more effectively describe it in words if my memories of it aren't clear enough. what's most important to me is describing how i feel and how i believe things would feel the best i can, to more effectively immerse myself in it while writing and record it for rereading if i ever need to.

(more yapfest under the cut!! haha)