May 30, 2025
Jóvenes y enamorados
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Jóvenes y enamorados
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It’s early. Vander’s trying to be quiet, but that’s not the easiest thing to do at his size, juggling a tray of fresh-baked pastries with a pot of coffee, a wrapped box, and a sealed letter all whilst trying to avoid the loudest of the creaky floorboards.
He manages to wrest the bedroom door open without dropping anything, and finds Silco still fast asleep. Vander slides the tray onto the foot of the bed, then leans back on his feet to admire the view. Silco’s hair is fanned around their face, soft feathery black against the pillow. Their thin fingers are curled just below their chin, and there’s a smudge of pen ink on the usual spot on one side of their hand.
Mornings like these are Vander’s favorites. Sil’s always been a night owl. It’s made it hard for Vander to work on her gift in secret, painstakingly polishing the rhodium pieces by hand and threading them onto the length of leather measured to wrap a few times around her wrist.
He pictures her scribbling away after the bar had closed, right into the early hours and exhaustion sent her crawling, yawning into bed, slipping in beside Vander and pressing her face into the cradle of his chest. She looks softer like this, younger, the dreamer Vander once met, laughing with Felicia over some minor act of rebellion. It makes his chest hurt.
Vander carefully sets out the gift and breakfast things on the nightstand. The pastries are filled with stonefruit—he’d had to call in a few favours from the dockworkers to smuggle a box down—and the coffee is bitter and strong, exactly the way Silco likes it.
“Morning, love,” Vander rumbles softly, easing down onto the bed. One of Silco’s thin feet is poking out, and Vander bends to kiss his arch before tucking it back under the rumpled covers. Then he ducks his own head under to follow, and kisses his ankle, the inside of his knee. Vander winds his fingers through Silco’s as the covers lift, and he grins up at him. “Want your breakfast first? Or can I have mine?”
@revolution-cheri
Mainly Silco I know and they are crappy doodles mostly but I hope you guys enjoy these ,
Also my belated Valentine's Silco too 🙂↕️♥️
What’s your makeup routine?! You look great
Not much of a routine. Usually, I go for a spot of eyeliner. Powder is usually too dark for me, and I have no need for it. Felicia once got her hands on some cherry lipstick.
I wasn't sure I was using it right, but...
He shoots a look towards the bar with a smirk playing at the corner of their lips.
It had the desired effect.
⚠️TW⚠️ Mention of: Homophobia, bl00d,slurs,violence,sadness‼️
Credit fanart to @coreylemons ! Thank you so much for letting me to use it! Your art is amazing!✨
P.S: English is not my first language! So I'm sorry for the grammar mistakes!
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Jóvenes y enamorados
Late at night, Silco slipped in the backdoor of the bar. Stalking around chairs upside down on tables, she wound through a dark forest of chair legs, towards the back of the room and up the stairs. They didn't bother putting their stuff away, kicking off boots and leaving them where they land, tossing their jacket on the floor. Barefoot, she padded over to the bedroom and quietly slinked inside.
His head was buzzing, and he was sure they'll have bruises on their arms come morning. He went out for the night with Sevika and Fel, a regular occurance, and they got in a fight with some asshole who didn't know how to mind their business - also a regular occurance. Silco just never knew when to shut his mouth; usually, they didn't give a shit (especially with someone bigger by their side, like Sevika), but... Being in a fight with one's partner will do funny things to one's head.
Maybe they deserve it. Maybe are just a dirty rat.
Silco pulled off their shirt, but didn't care to take off anything else. Everything sucked. Every fucking thing. He just wanted to be in bed, and wake up in a world where everything's fine.
Vander's skin, like every time he slept, was hot to the touch. Silco snaked his arms around his soft waist, pressing their meager chest into his back, and she hid her face between the curtain of their hair and the back of Vander's neck.
For once, she hoped her breath on Vander's back won't bother him, when she inevitably fails to sleep tonight.
- @revolution-cheri
Vander's usually a heavy sleeper. Has always been, since he was a kid and the house was filled with talk and noise and rattling, and he had the choice between sleeping heavily or not at all.
But on nights like tonight, with Silco missing from the bed beside him, Vander's plagued with restlessness. He's been tossing and turning for hours, startling awake at every noise, waiting for Silco to come home in whatever state they were in tonight. He's only just managed to doze off when freezing cold fingers are pressing into his stomach, skinny arms wrapping around him from behind.
"Sil?" Vander mumbles, voice thick. He turns onto his back. Silco's bare chest is clammy, the way her skin always gets when she's been drinking and yelling herself hoarse at somebody. "C'mere," Vander grunts. He grabs blindly in the dark and finds Silco's waist, drags him close so he can pull his head in against his chest. Silco's entire body is tense and hard, all grit and blade-edge. "Didn't kill anybody out there tonight, did you?"
Ugh, have you cleaned in the back recently? Smells like uphound in there.
@revolution-cheri
Hm? Yeah, gave it a good hose down last Friday night after closing. Why's that? And what the fuck is uphound?