Sylus.

Sylus, Love and deepspace (A new white haired/red eyes obsession)

Yeah... i love this game.

CAN YOU DO CHOSO KAMO SAYS IN BED? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEEEE

THINGS CHOSO SAYS IN BED

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“am i doing it right? t-tell me baby..”

“spit on it .. get that it wet f’ me,”

“you gonna be my good girl tonight?”

“got cramps? want me to fuck em out of you? alright, pull your panties down.”

“can we stay in and i just eat your pussy? haven’t done it in so long,”

“i don’t wanna tear it .. it’s too pretty on you,”

“yeah? right there pretty? s’ that the spot?”

“i want you to take control tonight,”

“like having that pretty little ass played with hm? you slutty bitch. turn the fuck over,”

“s’ just a little bit of blood .. you know i don’t fucking care, open your legs.”

“go get the cuffs for me.”

“prep yourself for me first .. i wanna see you do it, no looking away either ..”

“fuckkkk .. you’re fucking milking me baby .. s’ dripping all over my sheets.”

“wanna use some of the toys tonight? yeah?”

“m’ not touching that slutty pussy tonight, spread your ass. we’re doing things different tonight.”

“pull em to the side for me baby .. might be a little tight—oh, oh fuck..”

“hey, no tears. you begged for me to fuck you like this .. so stop fucking crying.”

“did you just squirt?”

“fuck! i told you to stop y/n .. you got my fucking pants ruined.”

“you have to be quieter y/n baby, my brothers’ll hear you. i know it feels good, but you’ve got to be quiet for me,”

“cum now or you won’t at all,”

“hey—don’t make me punish you .. this is supposed to be a reward.”

candy bois

Artists: @3wa tari

SYLUS & PROTAGONIST • 〔LOVE AND DEEPSPACE 〕

i think a big part of expanding your intellectual curiosity and trying to learn new things about the world is to abandon the shame of not knowing things. don't blame "the US school system" (which US school system????), don't blame your teachers, don't blame society, but embrace the fact that you are going to be learning new things constantly, throughout your life. practice saying "i really need to read about that" or "does anyone know of any good sources to learn about xyz?" or "hold on i gotta go check wikipedia/a world map/the dictionary/the news." every single day, there will be something you don't know already. that something doesn't have to be embarrassing. instead it can be an opportunity to learn something new

Artists: @kikizhouu

SYLUS • 〔LOVE AND DEEPSPACE〕

My sanity leaves the room when it comes to this man

Sylus — Zero Fucking Context

you don’t know what time it is when there’s a knock on your door. you stir from sleep, thinking you dreamed it until you hear it again.

it’s still dark out, the only light in your dorm room coming from the streetlight outside filtering through your curtains.

you don’t expect to see megumi at your door at this hour, he looks tired, his hair a little more disheveled than usual and his eyes are darker, bags sitting under his eyes. megumi doesn’t sleep very well, he hasn’t been sleeping very well.

you don’t say anything, you don’t need to.

you reach up to cup his cheek, his face is warm and he leans into your soft touch. you watch as he closes his eyes, relaxing into your gentleness.

your hand reaches for his, his hands are cold but you don’t mind. you hold his hand, gently tugging him into your room because you know he won’t do it on his own.

you guide him to your bed, crawling into your plush nest of blankets and pillows. you pull the covers aside for him, your hand still holding his.

megumi is a little too big for your bed, but you don’t mind.

you pull the blankets over his shoulders and move some of his hair out of his face. he looks so exhausted and you know his mental exhaustion is starting to manifest as physical exhaustion.

he pushes himself too hard, you remind him all the time, and he knows. there’s no need for you to remind him again.

the tiredness in his eyes says it all.

you run your fingers through his hair across his temple, his eyes blink slowly and you feel his frame sink deeper into the comfort of your bed.

it’s warm and it smells like you.

“thank you” his voice is quiet and a little coarse.

“s’okay” your voice is barely above a whisper, you don’t want to startle him, not when he’s melting into the warmth and finally closing his eyes.

you wait until you hear his breathing even out, until his lips part and soft breaths fall from his chapped lips. you watch his chest rise and fall, feeling it against your hand.

you never rest until you know he is.

because you know him.

and you know megumi never rests unless you’re there.

Met my brother for the first time