#muvaginger

Just imagined how hilarious it would be to have Sylus forcibly make you use his black card or carefully watching your reaction to specific items because he’s tired of you being cheap. Like the man is fighting for his life while you’re actively avoiding the more high end stores and going straight to the thrift store. He knows why you do it but god it kills him because all he wants to do is spoil the shit out of you and you’re just….taking his opportunity away lmfaoo

For example, the both of you decide to start holiday shopping and he notices that even though your eyes linger towards the gorgeous store fronts that have price tags in the $100,000 range you never approach it and immediately recoil when he suggests to go but when it comes to others, you don’t mind going all out. He finds it sweet due to how big your heart is but also annoying because you never care for yourself in that same way so he decides while out that this time, you WILL get something nice and if he has to wrestle you to make it happen he will.

So now you’re literally freaking out because while you were in the bathroom after being in one of those high end stores with him, you see at least ten people holding bags filled with items lined out the door loading it into his luxury suv out front. “W-what is happening..?” You stammer while Sylus just stands there smirking. “Loading up your gifts.” He says while still looking forward. You stare at him in disbelief. You know for a fact you didn’t pick anything up let alone ask for anything so how? How did he know?

“B-but…I didn’t pick up anything”

“You might have not physically touched anything but your eyes did.”

“What…were you really paying that much attention to me?”

He finally meets your gaze and his face softens, almost disappointed that you would ask that question.

“Yes, darling I was. I always am.”

The look in his eyes made your heart skip several beats.

“Why?”

“Why not? You deserve them just as much if not more than anyone else and I am quite tired of you forgetting that you too deserve the best in life.”

There was a silence between you too, eyes still meeting his and before you could respond, one of the assistants walks up and states that the cars have all been loaded. Your break contact and snap your head towards the assistant. “C-cars? As in plural?!” You say before darting towards the front door. As you start to protest, he starts to laugh, happy to keep you distracted as they were loading everything up. You both get into the car and for a moment there’s an awkward silence. He knew you were in shock at the amount of gifts he bought for you but couldn’t put it into words.

“Sylus-“

“I know but I don’t regret it. I meant what I said.”

“….”

“Merry Christmas, Kitten.”

You look at him, no longer able to be upset with him and just face the other way so that he doesn’t see you smiling.

Yeah. Thought it was a cute thought.

Sylus hated going to funerals.

Was it because it was grim? Sure but also it was because of the countless funerals he was forced to attend. They were a reminder that no matter how much you try to protect the ones you love that death will always prevail. To him, death was an undefeated and cruel opponent whose only mission was to take. Not the guider of souls whose only job was to get you to the other side. Death was a rival who always found a way to win the game, even cursing Sylus to watch as his the person he deemed was his soulmate was taken away from him through the cruelest of ways over and over again. Death was his enemy who gave him the curse of immortality. Death took away what mattered most. And now death has done it again. But instead of just taking you, he has taken the boys as well and it only took the flicker of a flame. A flame so bright that it blinded whoever looked at it.

How could this happen?

Simple, someone or something hacked the security systems shutting off the fire alarms and sealed every door and window, causing the the silent but deadly gas catch flame to one of mcs candles that were lit and the rest was history.

Where was Sylus?

At an event downtown with mc, parading around while trying to find someone who’s been going behind his back. He and mc silenced their phones so they could see the hundreds of texts and calls coming in. On top of that, mc was tasked on changing the codes due to a recent hack scare and didn’t think to tell the others the new codes so that they could override the system. While blissfully unaware, you, the twins and some staff slowly burned to death. By the time Sylus came to realize that something was off and had the thought to look at his phone, you were all gone.

Oh and guess who found you all? Mephisto,

The cute mechanical companion who came just in time to see the entire estate burned down and quickly get the news back to Sylus. The look on his face was one of shock. You? The twins? Dead? Impossible. He quickly ran out without a second thought and by the time he got there, it was nothing but rubble. The most hardest part that completely broke him was finding your charred body being protected by who he later on identified as the twins. All of you were holding on to each other until your last breaths.

So now after attending a funeral for three, caskets made from the finest materials and flowers grown only in the most dangerous places covered the parlor, he slowly turns around and walks past mc, cold and heartbroken. She tries to comfort him and was met with the most emotionless eyes she’s ever seen. “I will find them and I will make them pay” that’s what his eyes projected. Not a tear shed but pure rage. Till this day, no one knows who or what did this. Well, one person does.

Afterall, if she was to have him to herself, you nor the twins couldn’t be in the picture. Fives a crowd and she prefers even numbers so you could understand right? Why she, mc, had to get rid of you and the twins right?

Right?

Veterinarian!Reader absolutely loves every animal that is under her care. Even if they are not that of the normal kind. Like for example, a mechanical bird.

When reader first encounters Mephisto, it wasn’t under normal circumstances. While reader was on a rare outing with some old college friends at a popular nightclub in the N109 zone, they stumbled across him laying still on the ground outside and completely freaked out. They were on their wait trying to find a friend when they spotted him. Though a bit drunk and barely able to walk properly themselves, the veterinarian side kicks in and they get to work, unaware that the animal they assume is a real bird and hurt is actually not and trying to stay low per their masters request. Before the crow could get away, they are swooped up and bundled inside of readers jacket.

It took Sylus no time tracking him down but was in utter shock to see his metal companion located in an animal hospital bundled up nice in snug in a handmade nest mimicking on that a typical crow would be in and reader supplying food and water to it. Sylus didn’t know what to make of it and honestly found it amusing. But the kicker? Mephisto under no circumstances did not want to leave and when commanded? The crow somehow overided it and stayed put.

Sylus was not just shocked but utterly bewildered.

See, it initially took Sylus only a few hours to locate him but it took him two weeks to convince not just reader who later on adopted Mephisto to give him back but Mephisto himself to return. No amount of money, threatening, or convincing made either of you to want to leave each others side and Sylus who initially went under a different identity later had to confess which in turn finally made you return him to Sylus. Oh, and also the fact he’s not actually a real bird.

Fast forward some years later and now you guys are coparenting Mephisto and it ends up later being the story as to how you both met and eventually end up together.

Hehe found this to be cute.

SylusXMaidNonMC!Reader

TW: 18+ Content (MDNI), Drunken make out session, pet names

Story: You were only tasked to clean up the mess, left behind by the owner, not to help make one.

“….Master S-Sylus, wait..!”

You yelped while trying to persuade your boss to who’s currently carrying you like a sack of potatoes to the bedroom bathroom. You just got done cleaning and didn’t even notice the Master of the house entering until that very moment when the familiar scent of alcohol and cologne filled your nostrils as you are picked up suddenly making you clasp onto dear life. Even though you are practically begging him to let you down, it was as if he was deaf to your pleads. Your eyes dart in the direction of the twins, begging for their assistance but all they did was giggle and shrug. What could they do against their powerful boss and after a moment, you knew that they couldn’t do anything.

“Sir, Please put me down!” You plead again as you both finally make it to his room. He practically carried you through the entire manor without saying a word and before you could beg him again, felt your entire body being tossed onto his bed. In shock you look up to see a very inebriated Sylus staring down at you. Eyes darker than usual, the moment he saw you in your entirety it was as if something clicked in his head and you could literally see the gears moving.

“S-Sylus..?” You say again while slowly edging yourself to the end of the bed. You didn’t like how quiet he was being and you definitely didn’t like how intense his stare was either. You watch him glance in between the bathroom and you and knew that if you stayed any longer, your ass would be in some very deep shit. Your body was whisked up before you could make a run for it and you suddenly find your self being carried by his EVOL. You struggle a bit before you finally put some base into your voice and practice scream at him, making him stop in his tracks.

“PUT. ME. DOWN, NOW!”

There was a stillness before the sudden drop. With a thump, your bottom was planted only a nearby chair. “Final-“ before you could finish, your lips were being swallowed by his, eyes wide as his evol enveloped your body making you arch forward. Between the passioned kisses and gasps, you could feel heat rising in your body. It was suffocating how intense his kisses were. As if he has been waiting to do this but never had the guts to. Like it was taboo and it was because it was.

After ten minutes of him nipping and biting you in every place he could manage to find, he finally gives you a chance to breath. Hair messy, lipstick smudged and shirt practically torn apart, you slowly watch as the man who practically swallowed you whole look down at you with an intensity you’ve never seen before. There were no words being spoken but both of your bodies understood. Sure you just cleaned up but you could worry about it later because he was ready to make a mess out of you. After all, it was your duty to serve your master and of making a mess out of you was what he wanted, it is what he will get.

I believe that Sylus lowkey LOVES IT when you make him beg, pine, yearn for you. Basically, you being dominant.

Yes he is a Dom (Soft Dom to be exact) himself and yes he will NEVER admit this fact to you but he does. You’ve made him do it before and ever since, he’s been craving to feel that way again

Was it the way your face twisted as he panted like a overstimulated under fucked feign that made him feel this way? Or was it the needy sensation he felt while desperately trying to lick your sopping cunt that you purposely hovered inches above him knowing no matter how long his tongue was he wouldn’t be able to reach it while chained tightly to his bed? Was it the utter lack of control that sent him over the edge and made him weak? He didn’t know and quite frankly? Couldn’t care. He wanted that version of you again. He craved that version of you..

But again, he will never tell you this and he hopes, no prays to whoever is listening up above (or below) that you naturally do it because he will be damned being found out like that.

He’s only going to beg if demanded not by choice and only by you.

“I-is there something on my face?”

He hums before answering as if he wasn’t phased by your sudden question then whispers “Lack there of” and then pauses, making you immediately stop mid lick and stare straight into his eyes.

Then when you finally swallow, you ask him what he meant by that and he just says nothing and glances away because lord knows that if he opens his mouth and answers you, he’ll say the most unhinged thing known to mankind and he doesn’t want to have you short circuit. Plus the cafe is packed and people are already staring at the two of you because obviously he’s sexy asf so imagine if you end up fainting how that would look. Lol

Your bestfriend is getting married today.

You should be over the moon about this seeing as you’re Sylus closest friend and on the outside you are. Your actions show one of a devoted bestfriend whose only mission is to make sure their bestfriend and fiancé are happy and stress free. But on the inside? You’re a total wreck and you don’t know how but you have concealed it. Concealed the urge to vomit every time you see him kiss her, touch her, smile at her or even glance her way. You have been fighting back tears actively since about a year ago and to be honest, you’re on your last leg.

You’re suffering and it’s your fault.

You should have confessed your feelings for him over two years ago. You should have communicated better instead of pushing him away due to the fear of losing the only friend you have. It was you who could have stopped this by simply answering the question of “do you have feelings for me?” When he asked while you both were sitting alone outside while watching the snow slowly fall but no. You instead lie and crush any hope that was left of possibly being in a relationship with you by saying “Of course not! You’re like a brother to me.” then never bringing it back up and he was insistent until one day he stopped and focused on the new hunter. It’s your fault he ran towards her and you know it.

So why are you here?

Why did you even accept the invitation let alone the roll of Best Women in this wedding? And why are you being so complicit and acting as if everything is fine when inside you’re falling apart? Is it because you’re just trying to be a good friend or is it the fact that no matter what it was never supposed to be you holding his hand at that alter? What are you, a masochist with a kink for emotional pain? Because no one sensible would have stood by and allow someone to snatch him away but here you are, preparing in one of the many rooms for a wedding that you wished wasn’t happening.

You could object.

True but then there’s a possibility he would hate you for it due to him trying constantly to get you to open up and to talk to him and he and his new bride will find it not just petty but cruel. Or he will gladly run away with you, confess his love and leave her in the dust. So will you take the chance? You broke your own heart and now you get to watch another woman take the remaining of it.

Unless…

Just imagined Reader finally facing the fact that the Caleb they knew no longer exists and that the person beside them who claims to be Caleb isn’t during a mission where everything in a nearby zone is basically destroyed. Bodies of civilians and fire cover the area and the reader didn’t want to make the connection that he was causing such things until that very moment. They didn’t want to believe not just their gut but others (such as the other guys) Like the scenerio would go done like this:

“W-what happened to you? Who are you?”

Your trembling hands betray the cold tone in your voice as you slowly look around at the massacre around you. “You know who I am, Y/N.” Caleb says while attempting to reach for you but quickly retracted when your eyes snapped his direction. “No I don’t. Enlighten me.” As if annoyed by your question he sighs, the facade he tried so hard to build quickly melting away.

“You’re crying over a memory.”

“No, I am crying over a friend! Not just any friend or memory, MY PERSON.”

You reply through choked back sobs. It was as though you shouted even though you spoke just above a whisper. The words strength could be compared to that of a wrecking ball making a direct hit to a tall building, hard and unforgiving. The air thickened with a heaviness he had never experienced until this point. It was as though you ripped out the remaining parts of his heart and crumbled it in your hands. Eyes that once were filled to the brim with tears now bore up at the man that resembled the one you once cherished once upon a time now glare at him in anguish and disgust.

“You are not him. You will never be him. Because if you were, this?” You motion towards the carnage that was left in his destructive wake. “This would have never happened.” You slowly rise up from the grovel, making Caleb, or who you thought was Caleb, take a step back. The look on his face is one of shock and confusion. “You are not my person but a remnant of what he used to be. You are the one hanging on to a person who no longer exists.” And before he could respond, you were already out of the door, the night fog engulfing you.

Shout out to @comatosebunny09 for the push because I wrote this randomly and was stuck lol